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Re: Swim Team

After having moved to a new appartment i was late in the reading of the Swim Team, so I red the last 2 chapters in one shot because they are simply full of surprises. We have everything we want just like Sea (or river), Sun and Sexssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. All my congrat Sheep

Re: Swim Team

Originally Posted by Calagang

After having moved to a new appartment i was late in the reading of the Swim Team, so I read the last 2 chapters in one shot because they are simply full of surprises. We have everything we want just like Sea (or river), Sun and Sexssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. All my congrat Sheep

Glad you caught up with the story.

Originally Posted by leeisme

Great story Sheep. It gets better every chapter. I look forward to the next installment!

I should have the next chapter ready in about a week. It means a lot that you took the time to comment on the story!

Re: Swim Team

Chapter 55

previously…
We arrived at Ted’s office just as he was getting out of his Navy blue Buick. He ushered all of us into the waiting room, then took me and the twins into his paneled office. He sat the twins at the round conference table and motioned to me to sit across from him at his desk. He slipped a file folder over to me asking me to read it and sign it if I was comfortable with it.
Now it all made sense.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Along with the cheque for the sale of my parent’s house, there was a hand written note stating Caul had no living relatives and he changed the ownership of his condo to joint, with right of survivorship in the names of himself, Adam and Aaron. There was also a small bank account under the same conditions. All of his other assets were to become the twins’ property at 21 and 30, or at the discretion of the executors. On Thursday, Caul signed papers making me an executor, if I was okay with it. He also had a life insurance policy, an accident insurance policy through work and a classic Corvette in storage.

“I’m perfectly okay with it Ted. It would be an honour,” I said.

“Let’s sit with the boys,” Ted said.

“Adam and Aaron, I don’t know who is who, so Scott, take this pen and mark an X on Adams hand. Boys, I’m sorry for your loss. I heard from Caul that you felt a close connection to Scott, so Caul wanted him to be an executor if anything happened. He has no living relatives and has left his estate to you boys, in trust. By his Will, your first task will be to sign papers instructing the hospital to discontinue life support.”

The twins were understandably agitated with this so I sat between them and comforted them.

“Once the coroner’s office issues a death certificate, the condo will be in your names along with a small bank account to pay the bills until the insurance companies issue cheques. Scott will be in charge of your inheritance when you are older, at his sole discretion. He has also sent me photos of the failed life jacket. I will talk to Scott later about suing the manufacturer and it won’t be for small change, considering his age, the number of years he could have worked and his annual salary, we could potentially be talking millions. The main reason for this meeting tonight, however, is to tell you not to worry, and to sign a lot of papers. Before I started my own law office, I worked in the legal department at the bank and I know Caul’s boss. I will call him in the morning. Caul has a company car, a black Lexus. Where is it now?”

“It should be in my guest parking at the loft. They can arrange with me to get the keys,” I said.

We spent the next twenty minutes signing a mountain of papers. Ted needed all of Caul’s ID’s so I got the keys from Jesse, and retrieved the wallet. Ted opened it at the table, getting the ID and credit cards, and pulled a wad of cash out and counted it, dividing it in two, and handed Adam and Aaron each half. He handed me an old photo of the twins, which I thought was really sweet. We all ended up with writer’s cramp after signing so many times and it was time to call it a day. We got up, the twins shook hands with Ted, who then gave me a lateral hug and told me to take good care of the twins. That, he said, was Caul’s reason for adding me as an executor, because he knew I would.

We met up with the rest of the gang in the waiting room, and took off to the loft. Aaron broke the silence.

“I guess we should be the happiest boys alive. At 18, we have our own luxury condo downtown, no debt, some money...”

“But we would rather live with you guys, if you’ll still have us,” Adam continued.

“I don’t think we’re about to kick you out. We want you to stay with us for a while, anyway. We need to find out about your schooling first. If you guys are going to be out of town for almost a year, maybe you might want to rent out the condo and decide later if you want to live there or sell it. We aren’t holding a gun to your heads. Officially, as executor, I am to carry out Caul’s wishes, but you can also rely on me for help with anything, financial or otherwise. Consider all of us your family,” I said.

I got kisses from two identical pairs of lips, and big smiles. The moist eyes were remnants of tears of happiness. Relaxed conversation started again; it had been a bit tense waiting for news from Ted's office.

We emptied the truck, Jesse parked it, and we took everything up to PH1 in the freight elevator with it’s wooden gate, clacking relays and whirring motor. We carried everything in, to be welcomed by the familiar smell of lacquer and the sound of Jeff and Josh talking from the mezzanine. Jesse and Aaron unloaded the coolers while the rest of us went upstairs to check on progress. Vlad heard us arrive and came down.

“It’s coming along fine so you’ll be able to put your books on the shelves tomorrow,” Jeff said, as Josh pulled masking tape off the walls in the library.

“We had a meeting with my lawyer, who was also Caul’s Lawyer, so we were able to take care of everything. Guess who inherited all of his stuff?” I asked.

“The twins?”

“You guessed it.”

“We must be the luckiest guys in the world. We have a beautiful condo in downtown Toronto and some money. The nicest part wasn’t getting the condo but knowing Caul liked us enough to leave it to us. He was an amazing man,” Adam said.

“Anyway, tomorrow is back to being its normal busy, now that I don’t have to go to the bank and give them the bad news. That would have been awkward. So Jeff, what time do you want to meet at the building supply?” I asked.

“Is nine too early?”

“Nine-thirty works better. I don’t have to see my financial guy until eleven if that’s okay with you guys,” I said.

“Deal. Phone me when you get there. We get to sleep in a bit after working tonight. By the way, Caul’s car is fantastic. If we were at a different stage in life, we would be interested,” Jeff said.

“Not to worry. It was a leased company car. I should get the keys from you because they will be picking it up.”

We went upstairs to toss our dirty, smoky clothes in the laundry. Vlad returned to hanging up his stuff and arranging his closet.

“You didn’t have to worry about me buying that cottage. It smelled of mildew, rot, and coon shit and was ready for the wrecking ball. At least I’m really happy now with what we’ve got, having seen what close to a million buys for the privilege of being able to drive to it, not to mention the screaming kids on either side. Anyway, I guess Aaron is doing “kitcheny” things downstairs. I assume you didn’t eat?” I asked.

“Like, Ryan just left a few minutes ago. He helped get all my stuff up here. One thing led to another and the next thing we needed to have a shower, so to answer your question, I haven’t had any food,” he said, as wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

We were joined by Aaron and Jesse, chucking their laundry in the hamper. Robb got a load started. I guess with eight of us, we would need to schedule the wash days.

“The pork chops thawed out in transit so we really should have them tonight. Do you want them done on the grill, or do you want me to do something artsy fartsy?” Aaron asked.

We looked at each other, and looked at Jesse.

“Do you feel like bunging them on the barbie, babes?” I asked.

“I’ll do that if Aaron makes profiteroles for dessert,” Jesse said, with a grin.

“Phone James and ask him to bring me a few pounds of butter and a liter of whipping cream, and I’ll make them for Thursday,” Aaron quipped.

“It sounds like you are feeling yourself again,” I said.

“Actually, I like it better when you do,” he said.

“So do I.”

“I think I fell in love with a sex maniac, not that I’m complaining,” Jesse chuckled.

We opened a couple of windows to let the lacquer fumes out and after inspecting Vlad’s well organized walk-in closet where he demonstrated the two different lighting circuits for daylight and “incandescent” colour which amazed even me, we went back to the main floor after finding that Jeff and Josh would be delighted to join us for dinner. Aaron slipped into the kitchen and started preparing food while Jesse served beer and made Bloody Caesars for me, Vlad, and the twins.

We sat on the west terrace at the big table to escape the lacquer fumes, and re-hydrated watching the sun set. We were all in a good mood, now that the great unknown was taken care of. Robb reminded us he had to work tomorrow at nine, so I told him I would drop him off. He told us he would have to work extra shifts for a few weeks until everybody in college settled into their new courses. Adam said he was glad he packed a clean set of clothes for work in case we came down Monday morning, and also asked if he could bum a ride to work in the morning.

The biggest surprise was when Adam suggested to Aaron they should contact their mom and test the waters, although a reconciliation didn’t sound possible. At least they would be able to get their high school completion certificates and marks which they needed in order to apply to university. Aaron agreed, but suggested I go along with them. I was thinking of taking my laptop and having their mom watch the video of them telling their story at the bonfire, so she could see how badly her actions affected the twins but wanted to see the whole thing to make sure there wasn’t anything in it that could backfire. By watching her reaction, I would have a better idea if they should even bother with her. The way the twins told the story, she came off as an evil witch, but still, she was their mother.

Aaron went in to work on dinner while Jesse started the gas grill. I got a couple of bottles of wine out and uncorked them, then set the table.

“We’re really happy you are letting us stay here,” Aaron said.

“It isn’t about letting you stay here. We want you guys to stay here, just like it wasn’t about me agreeing to be executor for Caul. I’m honoured he thought highly of me to have me take on the responsibility of looking after your well-being. He knew me since I was a kid,” I said.

Jesse told me the chops should be ready in five minutes so I gave the boys upstairs a shout to let them know. I rejoined the gang on the terrace where we finished our drinks. Gabe received a text from his friend, his llama pet “leaving airport home in 1 hour ”

“I don’t believe it is five days since I see him,” Gabe said.

“It has been fun having you stay with us. Hopefully we will have time for a soak after dinner,” I said.

“Come and get it!” Jesse said.

We raced to the table since we were all starving. Aaron made Italian zucchini fritters with parmesan and basil to go with the loin chops or pork steaks as they were also called due to their huge size. The pork was perfect, still moist and a little pink in the center and served with the leftover Béarnaise sauce from last night. A few green beans added colour to the plates. I took a picture of everyone at the table and a couple of shots of one of the perfect plates. Gabe took my camera telling me to sit with my friends and took a shot.

I proposed a toast to our new family members stating all families had arguments; our family rule was to resolve any disagreements before we went to sleep.

“In our family, we wouldn’t have ever got any sleep if that rule was in force,” Adam said.

“You guys didn’t choose your step dad. Here, we all chose each other. It doesn’t mean we can’t or won’t argue, but because there is love, care, and respect, nothing should be insurmountable,” I said.

Dinner tasted just as good as it looked. We were stuffed. One chop would have been enough, but nobody was very hungry last night so tonight we made up for it.

“We can install the shelves now. We are done with the lacquer. The carpet guy will be here in the morning so hopefully you can get the books put back tomorrow afternoon and it’ll be all done. At any rate, I want you to see it,” Jeff said.

It was so beautiful. The original design concept was to replicate my dad’s library, but we scaled it to the size of the larger window in the loft, making the whole room somewhat bigger. The LED pot lights looked great with a better quality of light and fully functioning even when almost fully dimmed. The bronze fixture for over the desk looked expensive and threw lots of light when turned up all the way. I was excited thinking what it would be like when the carpet went in, the furniture was placed, and all those books were returned to the shelves. Josh had the floor towers for power, cable, ethernet, and phone installed. I didn’t really want anyone to know about the video surveillance system, so I had a secret compartment built for it like I did for the safe.

“Very nice, boys. I guess I should get some money out of the bank tomorrow.”

“That would be appreciated. The other thing is we can buy the cedar for your terraces tomorrow and stack it outside. I can’t promise to finish it by the end of the month, but there will be plenty of days where I get rained out on the mega-house and can put in a day here and there. So, shall we buy the cedar tomorrow, too?” Jeff asked.

“You know, let’s do it because I’m getting really busy. I don’t know what my school schedule will be, and it might be difficult to meet you at the building supply,” I said.

“Okay, and don’t forget about my computer. I’ll find out from Charles what software I need.”

“So 9:30 tomorrow. We are going to have a soak now. Care to join us?” I asked.

“We really need to go. Josh has our underwear and socks to wash and all that stuff. We have hardly been around the apartment. Could you take a picture of the two of us in the Lexus? he asked. I want to send it to my parents for a Christmas card just to get their shorts in a knot!”

“For you, I will, and I’ll do a blow-up.”

After our good night hugs, I joined the boys in the hot tub, expecting Gabe to be flicking a cigarette in a Coke can, but it appeared he had stopped smoking. I didn’t say anything for fear of breaking the spell. The hot, bubbly water felt great after a stressful weekend. Aaron sat on my lap and I gave him a massage. After about five minutes he was nodding off. The doorbell rang.

“It’s probably your friend. Do you want to answer the door?” I asked Gabe.

Without answering me or covering up with a towel he took off to the door. Luckily it was Ray, his llama pet, who came out to thank us for looking after Gabe. I told him it was our pleasure.

“He is a damned good slalom skier, too. I’ve never seen such a natural athlete,” I said.

I got out of the spa and fixed Ray a drink, grabbing a Coke for Gabe, too. He had a tiring business trip and was looking forward to sleep. He also had that lean and hungry look when he glanced at Gabe, who went and got dressed. They were gone in a few minutes, after Ray gave me a very exclusive bottle of single malt scotch as a thank you.

“Are you guys ready for bed yet or can I get you something to drink,” I asked.

“I’m going to take my vitamins and Noni juice then I’m ready to hit the memory foam,” Vlad said.

“We’ve been to Hell and back and want to cuddle and sleep,” Adam said.

“Cuddles sound good,” Robb said.

I needed to be sharp for the meeting, and concluded putting arms around a couple of lovers was in order. We all went to bed and fit together like puzzle pieces. I dozed off thinking how we were going to sleep eight in a bed that was perfect for six.

I didn’t come up with an answer but when I woke, Bambi was pressed against my back and had a bad case of morning wood. Jesse got the prime spot between the twins. I had my hand around Aaron’s happiness. The alarm clock was ready to go off so I shut it off, gave them both a kiss and a squeeze and attempted to get up only to have them rub against me. Aaron giggled. Robb tried to tickle me. As much as a little play would be fun about now, three of us needed to work and the carpet installer was coming. I got Adam, Aaron, and Robb out of bed and into the shower where the four of us made sure each other’s junk was clean. My logic went down the drain and we started sucking.

Bambi was humping my mouth while we watched the twins. They eventually came over and rubbed their massive cocks on my face, nose, and lips, also on Robb’s shaft as they slowly stroked off. As Robb’s balls tightened under him and his breathing became ragged, a squirt of sweet precum preceded his somewhat bitter orgasm into my mouth. Adam slipped his head into my mouth while I jerked his long thick shaft and polished his head with my tongue, doing circles around it. Aaron was jerking me off. When Adam moaned his impending explosion, I jerked him with both hands. Aaron positioned his mouth to catch any overspray. When my mouth was full, I moved my face away and Aaron finished him off, then the four of us kissed. There is nothing like cream-pie first thing in the morning. After switching it up a few times we eventually all swallowed part of four cum-loads and four different salivas, then licked each other’s lips for any remnants.

As usual Aaron made us a full breakfast before we headed out. I ran up to the bedroom and woke Jesse, who looked like he was plugged into Vlad but wasn’t. I gave them a kiss and departed with Adam and Robb, and my laptop. And the cheque. After I dropped them off I headed to the building supply and called Jeff.

Re: Swim Team

Sheep,
Chaz sums it up nicely.

The dimensions of the characters and the general plot continue to develop very nicely.

Everything is not a bed of roses, but underlying, all will somehow be well.

What will happen when the boys try to contact their mom? I hope they manage to keep the fiscal uptick away from her - how much of a gold digger is she, and how desperate might the boys be to have her back in their lives?

Re: Swim Team

Chapter 56

Previously...

As usual Aaron made us a full breakfast before we headed out. I ran up to the bedroom and woke Jesse, who looked like he was plugged into Vlad but wasn’t. I gave them a kiss and departed with Adam and Robb, and my laptop. And the cheque. After I dropped them off I headed to the building supply and called Jeff.

“Where are you?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“At the side, at the order desk,” Jeff said.

They had hand-selected all the top boards for the terraces. It was all clear Western cedar. The substructure didn’t have to be as high a grade. They also got foam gasket material so the wood wouldn’t be in direct contact with the concrete. They picked out enough to do under the hot tub, in case it wasn’t a permanent fixture in the future. They had the studs and thin masonite and drywall for the cyclorama and boxes of screws and nails, even primer and white paint. I silently gasped at the price. Cedar was expensive, but whatever. Do it right the first time. I didn’t want to have to rip it out in 20 years and re-do it. There was a big pile of lumber. I hope they brought both trucks.

I had enough time to pick up the framed prints of the guys waterskiing for their work stations. They did a super job with the framing, and they’ll indicate who is supposed to be where.

Since I was close to IKEA, I checked for more towels. They had them on clearance at half off so I found two more colours and bought enough to make three complete sets of all eight colours.

Next, I saw my financial planner wearing a smart Italian silk suit that I probably paid for. We sat down while he showed me a pie chart on his screen with the way he wanted to proportion the money between cash and equivalents, bonds and stock. The next screen was a division by country. I yawned.

Finally he got down to individual stocks and started up with Dell again. I mentioned if he shorted it 2 weeks ago he would have made 10%. He recommended Apple, Inc., so I told him I was fine with him having some in the portfolio but to buy it after the next quarterly results are announced. I told him I had a large position in it already. By the end of the week when my library is completed, I will lock myself up in silence and plan some options trades. Apple pays a low dividend but I could also effectively pay myself a ‘dividend’ of sorts by selling calls and puts.

“Look up in your texts for ‘Strangles’ and ‘Reverse Iron Condor’. Apple is a natural for doing some exotic options trades to free up some cash. At this point in my life, my income is relatively low, so it’s beneficial to me to make money off my assets now while my tax rate is low. I don’t want to sell assets. I want to own everything, but I want to own more than a pile of stock certificates, like perhaps a condo in Florida. I might want to do a major renovation on my cottage too. It took me a long time to get over the fear of coming home and finding a truckload of pork bellies in the garage, but dad was very good at teaching me about options and futures,” I chuckled.

“We did briefly touch on those types of options trades in school but quite frankly we don’t do anything that sophisticated. Ninety-nine percent of the trades we do involve buying long. I assume you are in business school learning all this while you work on an MBA, Scott?” he asked.

“Actually, I used to spend Saturdays with my dad learning about investments until my head was ready to explode. I hated it, but feel I must use that knowledge to maximize my returns and minimize my risks. Funny enough, I take journalism in school. I had enough dollar signs in my early teens when my friends were out having fun. If you want an easy play, short about $10,000 of DELL and close it out when you have made 15%. It’ll be like taking candy from a baby. As for Google, I think there is too much downside risk because Apple is on the war path protecting their intellectual property. Pass on RIM. It may not survive. Microsoft is anyone’s guess. Considering that its price has been flat for 12 years, I’d be inclined to pass on it unless their Windows Phone 8 starts to take off, and with Steve Ballmer at the head, if past performance is any indication of the future, I’m not expecting anything much. If it happens, it’ll give you lots of warning,” I said.

I put the cheque for more than 1.7 million on his desk and told him when he added that to the assets currently under management, it’s still less than half of what I have but I wanted him to take care of it like it was his own.

“I don’t want to trust myself with all of it. At 20 years of age, my holdings are balanced roughly 80% in equity and 20% in fixed and perhaps you should go a little more towards security and asset preservation,” I said.

“There is close to $50,000 in income cash in the portfolio. Should we reinvest or do you need the money?” he asked.

“I could use the cash now. I’m finishing the loft and building the photo studio and need new lighting and a new camera with lenses. I’m doing freelance work for The Daily. I’ve already had the front page of the sports section once. I need to have top of the line equipment now. Can you cut me a cheque?”

He made a call and said it would be about 15 minutes so he ordered us a coffee and then he picked my brain. I thought it was supposed to be the other way around, but like the saying goes, free advice is worth what you paid for it. Perhaps I told him everything he knows but I didn’t tell him everything I knew. Among other things I said it makes no sense for him to have mutual funds in the portfolio, because I would be paying him as well as paying the fund manager to manage them.

His assistant came in with the cheque which I stuffed in my wallet, we shook hands, and I left. I headed home, stopping off at my Apple dealer. I pulled out a list of lighting and camera equipment for him to quote on and I told him I could probably clear out his iMacs as well if the price was really good, but in any event, I needed the two 15” MacBookPro laptops today that were being held. He got me to sign for them, and I said the drywall dust should be gone on Wednesday. I needed a couple of USB3 portable drives for Time Machine, too.
I went to the bank around the corner from the loft and deposited the cheque, getting a wad of cash for Jeff and the Mac store, then drove home to the loading dock. Aaron, Jesse, and Vlad were loading the freight elevator with the cedar. I unloaded the framed photos, computers, and towels, then parked the ‘Stang.

Jeff and Josh were busy at work on the cyclorama and I heard the thumping of the carpet installer upstairs.

“I have your laptop, whenever you are ready, Jeff,” I said.

“Great! We are trying to get this put together and mudded today so there won’t be any dust after tomorrow,” Jeff said.

To my amazement the carpet installer was just finishing, but the most surprising thing is that about half the books were shelved and they were precisely where they were at the old house. Jesse had mapped it out as they were packing the library! I wondered why the cartons were numbered!

I heard the door open, so I went down to help the boys only to find Gabe and Kyle were now helping. I told Kyle I had his laptop, and offered to help bring in the cedar but was told I would be in the way. I brought in my purchases of today, taking them upstairs to the guest room for safe keeping. The towels went in the washer, and I went back to the library and paid the carpet guy after which I installed the security cameras “black box” in its hidden compartment.

I couldn’t delay moving the books in any longer but didn’t know where to start. Luckily, Jesse came in to see if I needed a hand. With the two of us working away, we were almost finished in an hour, and decided to put the furniture in the library. When I closed the door, it was like a tomb. I hooked up my old Mac Pro which would become a server.

I configured the security camera system, finding the video feed of the boys bringing the cedar from the hallway and stacking it on the terrace to be of very good quality. It wrote to the hard drive with motion activation and time stamped the pictures. There was a way to override the motion activation to check all the cameras output so I tested out the one on the roof, which showed a very clear picture of the bedroom door. I left the system in its normal ‘on’ mode and tested it out from my iPhone’s browser with good results, with the exception that I couldn’t see all the cameras on the tiny screen at the same time; rather, it cycled through the ones that were active.

On checking my email, there was one from Ted stating Caul’s life support was suspended and he would send a copy of the death certificate after it is completed by the coroner’s office. I guess I could take Aaron home to get their clothes, but I wanted to watch the twin’s bonfire movie first, so I got my laptop. I watched the whole thing and didn’t find any reason to edit any part of it. If the twins wanted me to go with them to their moms, it would have to be tonight.

“Aaron, can I see you up here for a minute?” I asked.

“Can I bring you anything?” he asked.

“A glass of ice-water would be good now. Get something for yourself.”

He arrived with two glasses of water and almost dropped them when he stuck his head in the library.

“Wow!”

“You like?”

When he entered, I closed the door and sat on the leather sofa, waving him over. I had a sip of water and placed my glass on the table, and put my arm around him.

“Caul is gone now, babes. If you want, we can go to your place and bring some clothes and stuff over, and clean out the fridge. Also, if you think you can handle it, I could take you and Adam to your mom’s,” I said.

“It’s probably a good idea to get it all over with at one time so we can move on. Just hold me for a few minutes while I collect my thoughts,” he said.

I held him and rubbed his back. After quite a few minutes, we kissed. He thanked me for being there for him.

He was holding on to me tightly, and silently weeping, which is what I expected would happen. I could feel him shake as he sobbed. I was happy to be there for him. I wish someone had been there for me when I lost my parents. It was one of those very special moments when I knew how much I loved him just like I loved Jesse. He was very vulnerable after being mostly fatherless for years, except for that pervert who raped them repeatedly, only to have the jerk die of an aneurysm while they fought him off as he was strangling their mother. Caul was their rock and he’s gone now. The twins needed my love, understanding, and compassion on so many levels.

He looked into my eyes with his bloodshot eyes and we kissed. What followed, most would think was inappropriate behaviour. The kiss became very physical; our hands searched each other’s body, discovering the readiness to demonstrate our love to each other.

“Scott, please undress me and take me to our happy place,” he purred.

Removing all his clothing and revealing his perfect body was very enticing. Even though we had done everything under the sun, it still excited me as much as the first time. I kissed him all over his face and body until he stripped me down to my birthday suit. I had to lick his cock as his precum was running freely, as was mine. I didn’t want it soaking into the new carpeting, so we ended up on the floor in a sixty-nine, in no hurry to complete the journey. This one was more about the trip than the destination. We took the time to explore each other and made mental notes of what we did to the other to make him go insane with lust. Stabbing Aaron’s frenulum with my hot, wet tongue sent shivers down his body and a fresh drop of honey dew to his pee slit, which was my reward for my discovery.

“Do anything and everything Scott. Please let me be your love slave.”

“Only if I can be yours. I have no boundaries when it comes to us, or Jesse, or Adam for that matter. Could you cum just by thinking about it and contracting your ab muscles?”

“We used to do that. Do you want me to try?” he said.

“Yes, tell me when you are going to shoot so I can get my mouth over it, babes,” I said.

His dick was pulsing in sync with his heartbeat and its head was a crimson colour from the volume and pressure of the blood trapped in it.

“Think of my tongue fucking your pucker…”

“Now! Scott, I’m gonna shoot!”

He grabbed my head and forced his huge, convulsing cock in my mouth to fire round after round of his thick love juice as I held him tightly and monitored his incredible orgasm. It was such a turn-on that I went over the edge screaming “suck it”. We resumed our deep kissing after and gave some of our nectar to the other. After we came down off our high, I held him, running my fingers through his hair.

“I love you so much, Scott. Sometimes I think I have a guardian angel, and you’re it,” Aaron said.

“I feel so bad about Caul. If it wasn’t for him though, we would never have become friends.”

“Let’s get dressed, grab some empty cartons, and head on over to the condo. Maybe you could go through Caul’s clothes. He has some really sharp suits, if they would fit any of the guys, but that’s not important today,” Aaron said.

I stuffed a blank CD in the computer and created a new playlist for James’ customer. I started it with “A Whiter Shade of Pale” by Gary Brooke of Procol Harum, and loaded it up with some slow dance music of the ’60’s and ’70’s, much of which I ripped from dad’s vinyl collection. When I got about 5 hours in the playlist, I burned it as an mp3, and Aaron and I grabbed some cartons, and headed over to his condo in the truck. I was knocked out once we got in the building. It wasn’t one of the really new buildings with tiny condos. The building was perhaps 15 years old and was quite spacious. The common areas were well kept. The carpeting was new in the hallways and the granite floor in the lobby looked like it was recently buffed and sealed. Caul had the kitchen and bathrooms renovated recently and a wall removed to open up the kitchen to the living space. The appliances were top of the line stainless. The granite counters complemented the look. New hardwood graced the floor of the halls, living space, and kitchen.

I was surprised that the good-sized guest bedroom had a walk-in closet, through which you accessed the main bathroom, which was also accessible from the hall. It originally had a bathtub/shower which was replaced with a glass walk-in shower, with porcelain tile on the walls and floor. The master suite was really large with its own small balcony. A huge walk-in, full of suits, sports jackets and tonnes of ties adjoined the ensuite which had a large shower and a corner Jacuzzi tub. Slate covered the walls and floors. The king-sized bed was made, carpet was vacuumed, and bathrooms and kitchen were meticulously clean.

“Are you sure you want to move away from this place? It’s gorgeous!”

“Too many memories, right now. Let’s see how we all get along. Adam and I would be happier living with you guys, but let’s hold onto it until we know what’s happening, if we can afford to do that,” he said.

“I think you can. If you need money until the insurance money comes, Vlad and I can give you a loan. I’d hate to see you sell this because the new buildings are really small and don’t have the character this does,” I said.

We found a large suitcase in Caul’s closet and managed to get most of the twins clothes in it. We filled one of the cartons with their toiletries and cleaned out the dresser drawers. The kitchen was well stocked so we took most everything. There wasn’t too much in the fridge or freezer but we packed it all.

“What’s in here?” I asked, pulling a blob of white stuff wrapped in plastic from the freezer.

“Oh that’s puff pastry leftover from the dessert I made. Hey, I could make profiteroles and surprise Jesse!” he said.

It took awhile and ultimately we didn’t have enough cartons to pack everything, so most of the canned goods were left behind for now, but all of Aaron’s favourite tools of the trade came with us like his chef’s knife and rolling pin.

“You can take all the booze next trip. Caul told me he had an extensive selection of single malt Scotches.”

My jaw hit the floor when he opened the cabinet. It isn’t something I regularly drank. I liked it but was too cheap to buy it for myself. I wondered where I would store it. Perhaps in the library? Maybe Jeff could make another secret compartment, I thought to myself, remembering the bar in Caul’s office with the remote controlled door.

“Where is the computer, babes?” I asked.

“Probably in his bedroom. He rarely used it but always brought it home with him. We didn’t use it.”

“Can we start it up and see if it was his or the companies?” I asked.

Aaron went to retrieve it while I went out to see the extra deep balcony. He returned with the computer in a beautiful leather carrying case. I was surprised it was a Mac Book Pro so I hit the power button. The user info showed his name and address. There was a folder on the desktop called “Work” and everything else appeared to be personal so I guess it was his. I shut it off and we took it with us.

When we brought all of the stuff up to the loft I got my camera, grabbed the Lexus keys along with Josh and Jeff and went out to the parking lot for their photo shoot with the car. I got various poses making sure the car looked very expensive. Some of them had the boys holding hands or giving a lateral hug. The car was gleaming. I suspect Aaron had something to do with that, because a run up to Muskoka and back was good for some dust and bug guts.

James phoned.

“How attached are you to your new boat? he asked.

“I love it. Why do you ask?”

“You’ll never believe it but the first buyer’s brother-in-law always mirrors his purchases. If they buy a new car, he gets a new one, if they go away to the Caribbean for a week, he goes away for 2 weeks. He wants that boat but we can’t get any more until the spring, so he said ‘sell me that one or I’ll go somewhere else’. Here is the thing. Dad will give you an incredible deal if we can re-sell your boat and order a new one to your specifications for delivery when the ice goes out in the spring. If that happens, he will get us a new one for a demonstrator. The downside for you is having to use your old boat for a couple of weekends. Purchasing four for one delivery also moves us up to preferred dealer status which improves our discount and a bunch of other good things. You could order the new boat with a V8 if you want,” James said.

“I’m not opposed to it. Can you bring a price list and specs so I can see how much boat I need and come up with a pricing formula, when you come tomorrow?” I asked.

“You understand the sale depends on him getting your boat on Friday which means I have to detail it tomorrow. Can I count on you, Scott?”

“You have my word babes. To tell you the truth, it kind of freaked me out that we had a dead body in the boat. Tell your dad we have a deal -- we just need to figure out its replacement,” I said.

“I love you baby and I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said.

“Well guys, You’re going to hate me for this, as you’ll have to use James’ boat on the weekend. I just sold mine and I’ll get a new one in the spring,” I said.

“Don’t worry. I’d feel more comfortable driving one that wouldn’t break your heart if I hit a rock with it.” Jeff said.

We returned to the loft, finding Vlad sunning himself on the terrace, sipping his green tea, and looking embarrassed as he quickly zipped up. I guess he missed Ryan.

“Where is everybody?” I asked.

“Kyle, Gabe, and Jesse are working in the library and Aaron is doing laundry,” Vlad said.

Just then, Adam walked in yelling, “Hi honey, I’m home” so I went in and greeted him with a kiss, showing him the cyclorama whose construction was nearly completed.

“Jeff, do you want your new laptop today or tomorrow?”

“I’ll take it home tonight and get started with it, if that’s okay,” he said.

Adam went upstairs with me, finding Jesse and Kyle putting away the last of the books. Gabe was sweeping the floor outside the library where the books and furniture had been, in preparation for the office systems which were coming on Wednesday. Kyle also wanted to play around with his new Mac laptop tonight. We went to the bedroom, finding Aaron on his hands and knees scrubbing the bathroom.

He put the back of his hand to his forehead and whined, “a woman’s work is never done,” in a falsetto voice, cracking both of us up. He did a load of laundry as well as cleaning all the bathrooms, which was appreciated as they never did get a good cleaning until now. Aaron suggested to Adam that they try to see their mom tonight which was okay with Adam. I talked to them about dinner and it was agreed we would order in pizza. I suggested to the boys they could use the closet in the guest room for their stuff, so Adam unpacked the suitcase and stored the clothes.

“Have you checked your email, Cinderella?” I hollered to Aaron.

“No, I don’t have a computer and I’m sure my boss wouldn’t give me two minutes off to do that!”

“You can use mine if you do it quickly, otherwise you will turn into a glass slipper,” I said.

“A glass slipper? I think you were in Stock Trading 101 with your dad when you should have been learning nursery rhymes. I’m almost finished. I’ll come down in a minute,” Aaron said with his cute giggle.

I picked up the two laptops from the guest room and met Kyle in the library and closed the door.

“Take your pick. Jeff will be using his on a construction site so the odd scratch won’t matter to him,” I said.

We examined them both carefully; neither had any scratches, however, one must have only seen laps or tablecloths because even the underside looked new. Kyle kept that one for himself.

“Can I set it up here?” he asked.

“You can if your network is called ‘akavit’. It’s the only other network that shows up and I assume it’s yours,” I said.

“Maybe it’s not secure? I should change it.”

I booted mine and went to network settings and tried to log on to akavit but it was locked, so I told Kyle he did a good job of setting up his router/modem. It’s amazing how many people leave them unlocked. At my other house, my computer could see three other networks and I could piggyback two of them because they were unlocked. I wouldn’t do that but I did connect to see if they worked.

“Do you want me to show you how a Mac works?” I asked.

“Let me try myself. I’ll ask for help if I can’t figure it out.”

Adam and Aaron came in and watched Kyle set up his computer while I checked the mp3 I made for James, and put it in a box. I used my laptop, changing it to guest user and gave it to Aaron to check his mail on the internet.

“What does “location” mean?” Kyle asked.

“Just type in ‘loft’. It will save settings for wherever you use it, like school, residence or home. It will save passwords for routers so you don’t have to enter them again, but you should make a really easy password for the computer, so when it goes to sleep, you need to enter your password to gain access. It keeps prying eyes out of your stuff,” I said.

“Wow! Cordon Bleu still has openings! They sent me a pdf of the application, bursary form and a list of documents they need along with the payment schedule. Guess you’ll have to find a new Cinderella,” he giggled.

He got a hug from all of us. Even Kyle pried himself away from his new toy long enough to congratulate him.

“Okay Bambi, we are doing pizza tonight. I have to go out with the twins after, so don’t be late,” I said.

I took Jeff’s laptop to him and left it in the foyer so he wouldn’t forget it.

“You guys gonna have pizza with us, because Robb is on his way home and we need to eat fast as I’m taking the twins out tonight?” I asked.

“Works for us,” Josh said.

I ordered three extra large deluxe hold the anchovies and delivery was to take thirty minutes, so I got myself a Coke and went back to the library where Kyle was checking his email on his new laptop.

“I have to go home on Friday. Soccer tryouts are Saturday, and next week is going to be busy. I just don’t know how often I’ll be able to get over here. They are now talking about discontinuing the ferry service completely. It’ll suck if that happens,” Kyle said.

The enter-phone rang. It was Robb, who had forgotten his key, so I buzzed him in. It rang again but this time it was the pizza guy who I also buzzed in. I had visions of Robb doing the delivery boy on the elevator but when they came to the door, my worries were unfounded. Both Gabe and Kyle pulled out a bunch of money and paid for the pizzas. We all sat down at the table and wolfed it down.

“Thank you Scott for the last days. It has been so fun but I must to go now. Llama pet is take me to the airport tomorrow. Don’t tell him but I change-ed my flight. I will stop in Florida few days to see a special friend. I very much like to come to visit you guys again some time,” he said, while giving me a piece of paper with his URL, email address, cell number and Skype address.

I gave him all my info and a good long hug, which we both really enjoyed, according to my little head. The others bade him farewell too, then he bopped down the stairs and out of sight but stayed in our hearts.

Kyle was going to go to his loft and transfer everything onto his new laptop so we kissed him goodnight. Aaron got the suitcase, I got my laptop, and we headed off to see mama in the truck. I didn’t know what to expect. It wasn’t very far away. It was in a poorer section of town where there has been some gentrification. Unfortunately, their house wasn’t one of them.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my shit disturber sons! So you can smell money, can you? I knew when that cheque arrived, you wouldn’t be far behind,” she said, as her face became more flushed.

“Maman, mangez d'la marde! We came to get our mail and our clothes. We’re not here for drama, and don’t know what you’re saying about a cheque. Anyway, this is our friend, Scott,” Adam said.

“Réjeanne LaFrance, call me Réjeanne.”

“The twins have a chance to go to cooking school and college but they need their high school completion certificates. Do you have them?”

“There’s a couple of big brown envelopes on the kitchen table from their school. Maybe we could trade for the cheque from the old man’s life insurance?”

“Réjeanne, withholding mail could get you into trouble with the law. Are you sure that’s what you want?” I asked, as the twins scurried off to their bedroom with the suitcase, obviously trying to avoid a scene.

She gave me a scowl that would sour milk. The veins in her nose pulsed as she lurched her way into the kitchen, leaving an alcoholic vapour trail, and returning shortly with their mail.

“I was hurt bad when they killed my husband,” she said.

“Have you any idea how badly your actions impacted their lives? You are lucky they are still alive after that ordeal. Would you like to see a video? I tell you what, Réjeanne, I’ll rephrase that. You are going to see the pain you put them through. I’ll show you the video, and I would appreciate if you didn’t get up to pour another drink for yourself,” I said.

I was being very direct with her, with my voice raised just enough to intimidate the Hell out of her. I set my laptop on the coffee table. We both sat on the couch and I started the video. Réjeanne was being a little defiant at the beginning. Body language was telling me she wished I was dead as she sat with her arms crossed in front of her chest, shooting me dirty looks. As the boys talked in the video of their ordeal at the foster home, and running away, she softened a little. When they talked about bumming money for razor blades to slash their wrists, it hit a nerve.

“I guess I owe that guy my gratitude for saving them.”

“Réjeanne, it’s too late for that. He died in a drowning accident on Saturday, witnessed by Adam no less, and the twins are staying with me and my college friends now. They are nice boys and a joy to have around. Aaron is also one Hell of a cook,” I said.

The video continued with Vlad singing “Fuckin’ Perfect” which seemed to get through to her. The twins emerged from their bedroom with the suitcase.

“Well, mom, we need to go. Get help with your drinking before it’s too late,” Aaron said, as they both gave her a kiss and hug. I could see she was starting to cry.

I packed up the laptop and we jetted out of there, driving straight home, and went to the library. Adam immediately opened the envelope from the insurance company.

“Holy shit! That takes some of the pain away,” they both said, showing their white teeth in a broad smile as we had a good long group hug.

to be continued …

There doesn’t seem to be much interest in this story anymore so I guess I should stop writing. What I mean to say is, I got 1530 reads since posting chapter 55 and when I posted this, but it would be nice to get a few words from readers other than DonQuixote, Kyanimal, and Calagang to let me know if the story still works for you. You can send me a message if you prefer.

Re: Swim Team

Sheep,
You do keep our heads moving like a bobble-head doll with all of the activity surrounding the guys.

Keeping up with the Jonses - Bro In Law just HAS TO have the boat -that is a convenient way of getting rid of a reminder of a sad happening - and getting a newer, improved, customized model come Spring. Saves on Winter storage this way, too.

The Twins' mom is a real piece of work. How much insurance did Caul have? If he was a senior member of the Bank, and fairly well heeled, as the saying goes, I suspect he had $1MM or more in insurance.

He had a very nice Condo from the sounds of it. Did you mention the possibility of the boys leasing the Condo out while they were in Ottawa? Oh, yeah, Cordon Bleu still has some openings! The twins will be entering a new and exciting period in their lives.

Back to the loft - Clear Western Cedar - very nice indeed. Running through a bit of capital, but with good investments.
Speaking of investments - interesting relationship with his broker - a bit of contempt for the flash in the pan there.

And, I know what you mean about getting people to post - but if you check the other stories, there's a very low post to read ratio.
Doesn't mean they don't like what you're writing, they just don't "pay you" for your time and effort by posting feedback.

Re: Swim Team

As usual good work Sheep and as DonQuixote says quite well if you look at the others stories there are very few feedback so don't wory BUT it does not mean that you readers dont have to send a word from time to time, its always nice to see what others think no ?

Re: Swim Team

Originally Posted by jbd2425

please dont stop writing the story i read it every chance i get i would like to know how it all unfolds

Getting a reply from a silent reader really made my day

The short message is you will have the next chapter next week. The long answer vanished when I posted it. That's a good excuse to finish the story, so I can stop this battle with the new software on the site.

Re: Swim Team

previously…
I packed up the laptop and we jetted out of there, driving straight home, and went to the library. Adam immediately opened the envelope from the insurance company.

“Holy shit! That takes some of the pain away,” they both said, showing their white teeth in a broad smile as we had a good long group hug.
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“I wonder what motivated him to buy life insurance and name us beneficiaries? Do you think it was guilt?” Adam said.

“Perhaps he considered it payment in full for all the times he raped us. If that’s the case I guess he had the last laugh, and can think of us as boy-whores as he shovels coal in Hell,” Aaron said.

“Stop it. That’s one thing you’re not. In hindsight, you should have gone to the police, although that outcome wouldn’t have been good either. How much did you get, anyway?” I asked.

They showed me the cheque for $50,000, not a huge sum but was totally unexpected; it could more than likely make them financially independent for school tuition for the first year, then hopefully Aaron would be working and be able to pay tuition for Adam’s B Comm degree.

“I have a joint account with Vlad. Should we set one up for each of you?” I asked.

“Sure, Scott. We don’t even have a bank account now. We only need one account. We share everything in case you haven’t noticed. Can we do that tomorrow?” Adam asked.

“Lets put it in the safe for now until we send in the paperwork for school. Everything is happening so fast now. I’m starting to panic. I want to congratulate you guys on how well things went with Réjeanne. I thought things might get ugly. I hope she listens to your plea to get help to stop drinking,” I said.

“I was shocked. She never drank like that before. There was a big bottle of Vodka in the kitchen. She sometimes had a glass of wine with dinner. She is going to kill herself if she keeps that up. To tell you the truth, I was dreading seeing her after what she did to us, but tonight I saw her as a pathetic waste of a life, but still, she is our mother. I’m sure we put her through plenty of pain giving birth to us. I think we should try to stay in contact with her. What do you think, Scott?” Adam said.

“I saw the tears in her eyes when we were leaving. If you really want her to turn her life around, you guys are going to have to help. Maybe a phone call a couple of times a week, even if it’s just to monitor her speech for signs of being drunk. She sounded drunk to me but I’ve never talked to her before. I guess you could tell?” I asked.

“You’re right, Scott. We need to do that. Your friendships are all based on love. I know you love us and you better know we love you, and Jesse, and everybody here. It’s wrong to have hate in our hearts for our mother. Maybe the drinking has been going on much longer. Maybe that’s why she acted so out-of-character when she lied to the police. We will keep in touch and if she doesn’t improve, we’ll talk to you about other options,” Aaron said.

Jeff and Josh finished sanding out the Durabond® 90 on the cyclorama and were now applying a finishing coat. If things went well, they could sand it tomorrow morning, wipe it down and prime it. That would be the end of dust. We could pick up the computer equipment tomorrow and uncover the A/V system; I was starving for my tunes and movies.

It was a warm night so we joined Jesse, Robb, Vlad, and Ryan on the terrace, who were getting ready for a soak.

“Hey mates, you all look like you need a drink. What’ll you have?” Jesse asked.

“My usual, hun,” I said.

“Beer for us,” Adam said.

“How was your day, Ryan?” I asked.

“Oh, just same shit, different day, except I think a boy at the pool had a crush on me. He was quite young and I’m not sure if he was aware how obvious he was. He kept trying to start a conversation. When I was bent over testing the chemistry of the water, I caught him perving my ass. I finally had to tell him I wasn’t allowed to talk when I was on lifeguard duty. I thought he was going to cry,” he said.

“Poor kid! Wait until he discovers you’re on the swim team when he starts university, and that you are spoken for,” Vlad said, putting his arm around Ryan’s broad, tanned shoulders in a possessive manner.

“How did you make out with your mom? Did you get the paperwork you needed?” Robb asked the twins.

“It went well for the most part. Scott put her in her place. The big surprise is that stepdad had an insurance policy so we came home with a cheque that should keep us in school for the first year. We need to celebrate. By the way, Cordon Bleu still has openings,” Aaron said.

“Shut the front door! So are you going for sure?” Robb asked.

“I want to. Adam is going to phone Caul’s friend at the Ottawa branch and see if he can get a job until the winter term starts. I’m really getting excited about it. Who’s for a soak,” Aaron asked.

“I am,” I said as I peeled off my T-shirt.

Aaron took it upon himself to finish disrobing me, with Adams help. Having felt their growing bulges, I anxiously unbuttoned their Levi’s 511 skinny jeans, pushed them almost to their knees. I bent over, wrapping my arms around Aaron’s flat tummy and lifted him off the ground so Adam could pull them off over his sexy feet. I then repeated it with Adam, having his excited cock slap the back of my hand, once it was released from its stretchy denim confines.

They cleaned off a little precum with their mouths as I stood there with Robb’s tongue probing my hole. Vlad and Ryan looked like they were going to go at it like a pair of bunnies. Jesse came out with our drinks, and as soon as I could, I got him nude, giving him a kiss on the underside licking his frenulum which always made him insane with lust.

“Aaron, what do you feel like?”

I needed to be more precise with my questions. What I thought I asked was “what do you want to do” but he took it literally and guided my hand to his boner. As hard as it was, there was still lots of movement of skin up and down the shaft, which made me go wild. I gave up thinking with the big head. I wanted Aaron, Adam, and Jesse in bed. Hell, Robb was doing a sensational job of rimming me, he had to be part of it. Watching Vlad sucking Ryan made me want them included in the fun.

“Let’s go to bed and have an orgy, you guys,” I suggested.

That’s all it took. We were out of the Jacuzzi in a flash. Jeff and Josh said they would like to have a soak before they went home so we left the cover off.
“Feel free to use our shower or the main floor one if you prefer. We are in a state of high arousal at the moment, so I guess we will see you in the morning. Don’t forget your laptop,” I said.

We went directly into the shower to get the chlorine and Bromine off our skin. When we came out, we had an erotic game of toweling off whoever we felt like. Strangely, Vlad picked me and I picked Vlad. The others picked a twin. Jesse gave me a dirty look. I had no idea why. I decided I should make a point of including him in a sex grouping we had. I was anxious for Aaron and Vlad to get it on, too. I think we all wanted to do it with everybody so that’s pretty much what we did. We started by deep kissing, progressed to sucking and rimming, working our way up to fucking.

I pulled Jesse into the pile of penises, legs, arms, butt cheeks, hips, and lips. I ground my cock into his crotch while slipping my tongue past his luscious lips and exploring his mouth for about the thousandth time, getting moans from both of us. We shifted around, having Ryan rim Jesse, Vlad sucked his balls, the twins each took a nipple, and Robb slurped his very erect cock, noisily.

We switched things up a bit. Vlad wanted the twin experience. He got it from Aaron and gave it to Adam. I’m not sure if they were tears of joy or just tears but he made no attempt to stop the action.

“Fuck me, Ryan,” Jesse demanded.

I sucked him to get him slippery and buried my face in the nicest set of buns in the universe: Jesse’s. Then I got out of the way so Ryan could show his love. I keep forgetting what a perfect specimen of man-boy Ryan is. Watching his muscles work while he was screwing my lover was a beautiful sight. The only thing that could be better is if he was fucking me and I was fucking Jesse. I probed his muscular butt with my tongue while my hands explored his back and legs.

“Vlad is giving and getting right now. Don’t you wish you were, too, Ryan?” I asked.

“Watching my boyfriend getting the twin experience while I fuck the most perfect orbs in the world is two-thirds of the best dream. Having your beer can cock breed me at the same time would make me think I died and went to Heaven,” he said.

I took that as “please fuck me” hint so I fingered his hole, using lube. Meanwhile, Robb was prepping me for an “assault.” When Ryan took three fingers without showing discomfort I slowly slipped my huge head inside him and kissed his thick neck. Licking his ears made him forget he was being stretched to the limit. I let out a moan as I sank all the way inside him. I let Ryan provide the motion. His tightness, particularly on the downstroke made me drunk with lust. Robb, the caboose of the fuck train, was taking excellent care of the prize that he claimed the first weekend we went away. I guess I was technically Robb’s bitch. I recall it hurt when he first took my cherry but it was pure pleasure now, especially with Ryan’s athletic bum milking my shaft.

Lovemaking with the six of us was perfect but the twins would be going off to Ottawa at some point, and tomorrow night, James and Danny would move in. It’s normal to fear change, but it was change that produced this perfect scenario. The death of my parents, while devastating, laid the framework for everything wonderful in my life now. Meeting with Caul and having Robb suck off Adam in his office brought us the twins. The one person that made it all happen was Robb, who got me out of the closet. It was because of Robb I met Jesse and Vlad. Who would have thought I’d be banging my dad’s lawyer’s nephew? My day-dreaming isolated me from the edge I was on until I heard Ryan.

Ryan started with an anal orgasm when I shot in him, then he blew his load into Jesse, making him spew all over the sheets. I managed to reach the underside of Jesse’s cock and stroke it with my fingertips, coaxing some more cum out of it. I helped myself to a scoop of it and hungrily licked it off my fingers, then reached for another scoop and gave it to Ryan, who thoroughly cleaned it off. Robb’s timing was a bit off, but a few seconds later, I felt his big gooey load of boyjuice blast into my guts, as he collapsed on top of me and held me tightly.

About the same time, the twins had successfully placed the most beautiful smile on Vlad’s face. I was glad he was happy, although I had a hunch he wanted to be sexing it up with me. When we untangled ourselves, Vlad made his way over to me and hugged me and rubbed his still erect cock against mine.

“I loved watching you make love to my lover. It felt like both of you were doing me. If you wake up during the night, get me up. I have this overwhelming urge to do it with you, Scott,” Vlad said.

I kissed him, giving him a taste of Jesse and let him know I had the same feeling and asked him to wake me if he was awake. We all squeezed back in the shower to hose off our sweaty bodies and use the wall jets to douche. Oddly, Vlad and I dried each other again.

We were totally relaxed now and felt like sleep. I looked downstairs and saw the lights were off so I presumed Jeff and Josh had left. I was squeezed between Aaron and Vlad who was squeezing my way to avoid Jesse’s big spooge puddle. Adam kept his twin warm while Jesse cuddled with his other lover, Adam. Ryan held hands with Vlad and Robb had his package pressed against Ryan. I was convinced Robb had an unusually high sex drive. I can think of plenty of things that would be worse.
Aaron kissed me and said something in French. Almost everything in French sounds like lovemaking dialog. I had no clue what he said so I told him I loved him and gave him a kiss in the language he understood. Sleep descended on us like a London pea-souper. In spite of being pressed tightly against Vlad, we slept through the night.

Ryan’s phone alarm nudged me from my unconsciousness five minutes before Adam’s went off. It was a brutal reminder that this would be an everyday occurrence very soon. Aaron decided to do his condo cleaning job today so he got up to make breakfast. Seeing his morning wood disappear around the corner almost made me weep. Oh well, there would be other times. Speaking the word “breakfast” got everyone out of bed except for two. Vlad had his perky butt pressed against my crotch and had it going in a circular motion so I knew he was awake, and horny. That made two of us. I ran the back of my fingers up his side, making him moan. I kept it up running them over his chest and nipples, and lower until I was almost at ground zero, then went back up again. He let out a lot of air in exasperation.

“Love me, Scott. I want your big schlong up my ass. Or have sex with me if you don’t want to call it love,” he said.

I flipped him on his back and pinned his upper arms to the bed while I got on top of him, grinding away and kissed his soft red lips.

“Why do you think I’m afraid to call it love? It feels like we have spent a lifetime together even though it hasn’t been very long. We’ve had some close experiences. We are more than business partners, more than roommates, teammates. Vlad, we are going to be together forever. I know it. We haven’t come up with a word for what we have together. Perhaps the word doesn’t exist. I do know I want to fuck you silly while our tongues invade each others mouths,” I said.

I groped around, finding the bottle of lube, popped the lid and gave a huge squirt in his ass and coated my cock, rubbing it in well. I raised Vlad’s now tanned legs over my shoulders and crawled up as close as I could until I was pressing his entrance. I moved my cock around to make sure he was well lubed and kept up the pressure as our mouths met. The deep kissing made him relax so it was easy for me to slide all the way inside him. The heat and tightness was giving me indescribable pleasure. His ass was a real bubble, much like Jesse’s but more compact. He had his furnace turned to “hi” and was milking my cock with contractions of his anal muscles and Pubococcygeus muscle which flexed his cock against my belly. I guessed he had been doing Kegel's -- exercising his perineal muscles. I was giving him an anal peripheral prostate massage. I was in sensory overload. His scent was making me crazy with lust. I inhaled the unique combination of his deodorant and his natural scent after burying my nose in an armpit, then licked it. I felt my cock thicken, I was so turned on.

Why was I thinking like this? I love Vlad more than I felt it wise to tell him. I didn’t want to come between Vlad and Ryan who were in a solid relationship. Ryan was, in my opinion, the cutest guy on our team and for some reason they took to each other after I tossed them together in a photo shoot in the loft, never expecting they would fall in love, but fall they did. Ryan’s mom approved, and Ryan was officially out to his ‘rents! Concentrating on all this allowed me to fuck real slow and make it last.

“Care to flip fuck?” Vlad asked.

“You’re reading my mind. I can’t hold on much longer doing this, besides I like to get it as much as I like giving,” I said.

We uncoupled and I laid on my tummy so Vlad could lie on top of me. I loved the feeling of his full body weight on me. But first, he used his tongue on my bum rather than a bottle of lube. He made me feel like the luckiest guy alive. I suspected he watched Robb rimming and had picked up some pointers. In any event after ten minutes of that, he could do anything he wanted to me.

“Suck my big cock, bitch, you know you want it. Get it super slimy so I can fuck you rough and not hurt you,” he said.

He was absolutely right. I did want it bad.

“Spank me, Vlad. I wanna be your submissive bitch this morning. What do you want me to do for you?” I asked.

“You kissed the South American boy’s feet. I want you to suck my toes,” he said.

He didn’t have to ask twice. Vlad was the most immaculately groomed of our group. He had rather elegant feet, long and narrow, without any dry skin or calluses. I managed to get all of his toes in my mouth and tongued them. I worked his big toe like it was a cock I was sucking, swirling my tongue over the end of it then bobbing my head up and down on it as I massaged his foot with my hands. I got him moaning then I worked on the other foot and toes. I extended the massage up his legs to his inner thighs, then took over with my tongue. I was so fucking horny I sucked his balls in my mouth and tongued them, and ended up swallowing his cock till my nose was in his pubes, inhaling his musk.

“Young Scott, you have been a bad boy. Your homework assignments are below par, if you hand them in at all, and today you were late for school again. I have to spank you to teach you I mean business. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir, go ahead, I deserve it,” I said.

He pulled my junk down between my legs. I was hard and leaking. He wailed away at me with his hand. For some reason it made me even hornier in spite of the stinging sensation.

“Please sir, discipline me like the men do in prisons. Make it hurt. I’ve been bad,” I said.

He got back on me and within a few seconds he was all the way in, taking long strokes that sent shivers down my spine. I saw stars. I milked his substantial cut cock the way he was doing it to me earlier. His breathing was ragged, as he kissed and nibbled my ears. The next thing I heard was him saying he loved me as I felt several pulses jetting in my ass.

“Okay, quick, it’s your turn,” he said as he assumed the doggy position.

My balls ached for release so I fucked him deep, hard and fast and held him tightly tweaking and squeezing his nips.

“Fill me with your love potion, baby. Breed me.”

My balls were slapping his ass as I drilled him. When I heard “breed me” I went over the edge, and shot more rounds than I had fingers to count them. Even after I finished my huge ejaculation I kept driving his ass, forcing my cum to leak out everywhere.

“Wow, that was as good as it gets,” I said, as I rolled Vlad sideways on the bed, remaining plugged in. He pulled my hands to his mouth and kissed them.

“I think I need to take a piss before I have a shower,” Vlad said.

“Oh nonsense, you can pee in the shower. Let’s go,” I said.

We went in, closed the door, turned on the rain shower and stood under the gentle warm rain in a tight embrace.

“Scott?”

“Shhh, it’s okay. You know I’m okay with it,” I said as I kissed him, and we both relaxed.

I felt him flex his Pubococcygeus muscle a couple of times and my mind returned to the night I found Vlad sleepwalking. This time it wasn’t an accident. I returned the favour. When the far-away look in our eyes went away, we smiled, kissed again and decided that was our own little thing for special occasions.

We got dressed and went downstairs finding Jesse and Robb standing at the kitchen island drinking coffee. Aaron was getting ready to go work for the day but offered to throw together a bacon and egg sandwich for us. The bacon was already cooked and drained so it wouldn’t take any time. Naturally we accepted the offer. A knock at the door turned out to be Kyle, beaming about all the stuff he could do on his new laptop. He managed to transfer all of his stuff overnight and was ready to go.

“Hell no. Stuff made sense, and iTunes is so much easier and faster. I’m keeping it,” he said.

“We have to go to the Mac store to pick up a load of computers. Why don’t you come with us and they can put the sale through directly to you, and give you the Applecare extended warranty. You pay them what we agreed and they will deduct it from my bill. There is also a portable hard drive for doing Time Machine backups.”

The enterphone rang. It was someone from the bank to pick up Caul’s car. I asked him up. Aaron had all the paperwork and duplicate keys ready so that went over quickly, with the guy giving us a receipt, and leaving.

As we sipped our second coffee and Vlad his green tea, Jeff and Josh knocked on the door. They started a coffee with us but quickly started sanding out the final plaster on the cyclorama. I asked Jeff if he started with the computer.

“Yeah, it was no problem. I got my email on it within five minutes of turning it on. I surfed the net and felt comfortable right away,” he said.

“We are going to the Mac store. If you want you can go with us and put the sale through the authorized Apple dealer. I’ve got to get some more cash which I will advance you for your work and you can pay the store. They’ll deduct it from my bill if that’s okay,” I said.

“Give me a minute to finish sanding this out, so we can say bye bye to the dust. Josh can clean up and get the primer on while we are away. I brought the laptop with me because I got this message about software update and didn’t want to screw anything up so maybe they can do that at the store,” Jeff said.

“That’s easy. I’ll show you that now.”

He booted it up and passed it over to me. I clicked on software update in System Preferences and it came up with a couple of items. I showed him what to do and it downloaded them and installed them. Robb was turning into an Apple geek and wanted to go with us. I got my list of camera and lighting equipment which had been quoted from two large Canadian camera stores. The Mac dealer wanted the opportunity to quote as part of the deal on the iMacs, so I guessed I would have another horse trading session today with their idiot manager. Robb was all smiles; he went to the bathroom and brushed, shaved and combed his hair. I think Robb was going to see Dino, not a bunch of computers. Vlad and Jesse volunteered to do a heavy duty cleaning and uncover the audio/video equipment when the sanding was done. I wanted it to look nice for Danny’s dad and probably his mom as well when he moved in tonight.

After a short stop at the bank to recharge my wallet, we trucked on over to the store, a five minute drive. We had a chat with Dino who made up a bill of sale for both Kyle and Jeff, included Applecare and the portable USB3 drives for backups in the amounts. Kyle and I paid for them and got copies of the bills. Next step was a trip up to the boss’s office. It was good they hid him away from the customers, otherwise they wouldn’t have any. I left the three of them wandering around the store drooling over Dino and the hardware.

“Here is the list of the photo equipment I need. I have quotes on it now. The camera is close to four thousand bucks, so it adds up fast,” I said.

“You know, Mr Williams, there isn’t a whole lot of money in this for us but we don’t want you going somewhere else. Besides, I need the Mac equipment turned into cash and we are a week away from month end. I propose taking your best quote and giving you five percent off their price. How does that sound?” he asked.

“It’s sounds good to me as long as I still get the two percent cash discount because I will pay you in cash so you don’t have any credit card costs,” I said.

“Sales tax is on top of that,” he said.

“On top of the photographic equipment. We already negotiated the computers,” I corrected.

“Oh, all right! You win,” he said.

“I think we both win or we wouldn’t be shaking hands on it,” I said.

Robb helped assemble all the equipment from the original order and added the iMacs to it, showing off his swimmer’s body wherever possible. Dino rang up the sale less the deposit and the payment for the two laptops and I counted out the cash. There was a psychological effect of paying with cash. It seemed like you parted with money you worked for; with plastic it was somewhat remote. We loaded it all into the truck and headed for home. On the way, I asked Jeff if he would prepare a bill for the work completed up till now, but not including the cedar terrace.

“Is Dino still coming to hookup the network on Thursday night?” Robb asked.

“As far as I know. Should I phone him and tell him to bring his pyjamas and tooth brush? And yes, I am kidding about the PJ’s,” I said.

I got a punch in the arm for that.

The four of us made short work out of loading the freight elevator and getting the equipment to Penthouse One. We took it to my closet to keep it safe for the time being except a small iMac that I wanted with the A/V system. Jesse and Vlad did a great job with the clean up and uncovering the speakers. They were listening to Vlad’s music through the Apple TV box. Josh finished the primer/sealer on the cyclorama and it really brightened up the room.

Jeff went out to the terrace with a plan he drew up. After surveying the work, he came back in and got Josh to help him move the saw outside. He cut the runners that the deck would be nailed to first. They would run from the edge of the building to the glass paneled railing system and would have a gasket stapled to the underside. The cedar decking boards were to run the length of the terrace with a forty-five degree angle at the outside corners. This would allow rain water to flow to the terrace’s edge. Within a few minutes we heard the saw.

Josh started applying the first coat of white flat enamel. Kyle returned in a few minutes to see me in the library. He handed me an envelope full of cash for the computer. Then he dropped a bombshell.

“I just heard on the news the ferry’s last run will be Columbus Day -- your Thanksgiving. The ship is to be sold. After repairs, it will head to Nova Scotia pending completion of the sale. Scott, I feel like a fool. My whole plan revolved around that fast ferry connection. I love Raph but with college and soccer, how am I supposed to get here? I guess I made a really stupid investment,” he said.

Re: Swim Team

Sheep,
I always enjoy your updates on the boys' lives. Getting to know them more intimately as time moves on - and I mean that not just in a Horn Dog sense. (Not that all that cumtastic crotch crunching isn't fun, too, mind you.)

I have to admit that my head was off a bit when I first started reading - I forgot the cheque was from their step dad - the reaction makes a lot more sense now. The fault lay completely with the reader, rest assured.

Re: Swim Team

Originally Posted by DonQuixote

Sheep,

I have to admit that my head was off a bit when I first started reading - I forgot the cheque was from their step dad - the reaction makes a lot more sense now. The fault lay completely with the reader, rest assured.

Looks like Scott has been too busy to find out how much money is in the bank account the twins inherited from Caul. That's not like him.

Re: Swim Team

Chapter 58

previously…
“I just heard on the news the ferry’s last run will be Columbus Day -- your Thanksgiving. The ship is to be sold. After repairs, it will head to Nova Scotia pending completion of the sale. Scott, I feel like a fool. My whole plan revolved around that fast ferry connection. I love Raph but with college and soccer, how am I supposed to get here? I guess I made a really stupid investment,” he said.

I sat beside him and put both arms around him. He was visibly shaken.
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“Don’t panic, Kyle. It sounds like the end of the world but it’s just one of those hurdles life tosses at you. There are various things you could do, like rent out your loft for the school year to students. That way you could come back for the summer. Another idea if your relationship is solid with Raph, perhaps he could move in here even if he didn’t pay the going rate for the unit. You likely bought it when the building was being renovated into lofts. Now that it’s all finished and totally sold out and occupied, you would make money if you sold. I hope you don’t do that but look at it as a business decision. If you did sell, you could still visit us. Check out your friend who’s trying to log flying hours. You can bite the bullet and drive. Sure, it’s a couple more hours and won’t work just for a weekend, but for holidays or long weekends, you could do it,” I said, when I was interrupted by a call from James.

“Hey, hot nuts! I have my car stuffed and have detailed the boat. Dad says I can take off when mom gets back with the shopping. Is it okay if I arrive this afternoon instead of evening?” he asked.

“Just a sec,” I said, covering the phone with my hand.

“Kyle, can James use your parking space until Friday morning?” I asked.

Getting the nod from Kyle, I told James that it was fine and to call me when he got here and we would come down to let him in.

I no sooner finished the call with James when Adam called.

“Guess what?”

“Caul’s friend offered you a job?”

“Who told you?” he asked.

“Nobody. I knew you were going to phone him.”

“You won’t guess who he did a financing job with so I’ll tell you -- the Dean of the University of Ottawa. It was for the construction of the new Demarais Building for the Telfer Business school. He is trying to get in touch with him to see if there is any possibility of getting me into the Fall semester!” Adam said, like he consumed too much sugar. “They are personal friends! I hope Vlad is still okay with us using his condo.”

Both twins were “the glass is half-full” types but today Adam’s glass was completely full. His mind was made up. Someone would make his dream come true.

“Do you have any idea when you’ll find out?”

“Not really but I gave him our home number because it’s frowned upon to take calls at work. I asked him to ask for you. I told him my twin is going to Le Cordon Bleu cooking school in Ottawa and we are inseparable so I want to go to UO. He told me his friend Caul Collins has twins staying with him. I told him they were us, and it was like every obstacle was instantly removed. I decided not to tell him Caul was gone just yet. Perhaps you can,” he said.

“Good plan. You don’t want him associating you to Caul’s death too closely. We will see you when you get home, babes” I said.

I fanned my ear which was warm and humid after two calls in a row and told Kyle that Adam got a job in Ottawa which we would hear more about when he got home. He’s so high with happiness, it was hard to follow him. He may have a chance of getting into UO for the Fall semester, too.

“I’m happy for him,” Kyle said, unenthusiastically.

“You will be starting college very soon and you hope to end up with an MBA. People with MBA degrees are hired to solve problems. It’s time for you to put your analytical brain in gear and solve your problem. I suggest you start by gathering facts like how much your loft is worth, what it could rent for, if it’s possible for your friend to fly you back and forth and how much would it cost, then analyze it to death rather than feeling sorry for yourself,” I said, as I gave him a hug.

After shouting down to Jesse that James would be having dinner with us, the phone rang again. This time it was Ted.

“I’ve been plodding through a mountain of paperwork, cancelling his driver’s license etc. I’ve been in touch with the bank. They will issue a payroll payment into his bank account which sits at around $14,000 now. There are automatic withdrawals for the condo corporation and the city for taxes. His life insurance is the standard $1.25 million with accidental death benefit of two times the face value, for a total of 3.75 million. They told me he also has a safety deposit box, so we need to meet there and have it opened. They want his keys to his office and desk back when we come. Also bring a few empty boxes from the liquor store because the bank didn’t supply the booze in his office. He purchased a Mac Laptop through the bank so it’s his,” he said.

“Accidental death benefit? I don’t recall getting one when my parents died in the crash. Can you check on that for me? I mean I’m not eating cat food or anything but it would be oh so much better in my account than theirs,” I said.

“I hate talking on the phone,” I said, giving Kyle another hug. “Perhaps you should get started on solving your problem before my phone rings again. I’ll give you my real estate broker’s name and number if you want it,” I said.

I was in the process of emailing Kyle the contact info when the phone on the desk rang.

“I’m going to leave now,” he said, waving to me on his way out.

I answered the phone with my name. Sure enough, it was Caul’s friend, the branch manager of the downtown Ottawa branch who was curious as to how I fitted into the twin’s and Caul equation, so I told him who my dad was and naturally he remembered him. I told him I knew Caul from the parties my parents had and always enjoyed talking to him, and actually became friends with him. It was through him I met the twins, who I respected highly and who are currently staying with me.

He went on to say that Adam would be considered for the Fall semester’s B Com, and he was offering him a part time job as a trainee, meaning he would be moved from job to job to gain a good knowledge of how it all works. Then I guess something didn’t add up in his head.

“Did you say the twins are staying with you? Caul told me they lived with him and could stay there forever. He really loves those boys, but I guess you know that?”

“Can we talk? You might want to close your door,” I said.

“Yes, what’s wrong? Did they have a falling out?”

“I guess the news hasn’t filtered to Ottawa yet. I’m sorry I have to tell you but Caul died on Saturday in a drowning accident. We were at my cottage water skiing and he fell at high speed, the life jacket ripped off him and he went to the bottom. One of my friends went down with a diving mask and found him, bringing him to the surface. We loaded him on the boat and started CPR and artificial respiration on the way to the marina where an ambulance was waiting. They worked on him all the way to the hospital where they got his heart beating but there was no brain activity. Adam saw the whole thing. The twins have been through so much, but they’re pretty resilient. Just the night before I told them we wanted them to get a good education. One of my roommates offered to help fund them until they could get a scholarship. I guess that is the point where Caul gave your number to Adam,” I said.

“I’m in shock! Caul was my best friend within this organization. We visited back and forth and sometimes spent a weekend in Montreal which was safe for both of us, if you know what I mean.”

“If you are a friend of Dorothy’s, I know what you mean,” I said.

“That’s funny. I remember Caul telling me about “Scott”, Mr. Williams’ boy, a couple of years ago. He was convinced you knew Dorothy.”

“I guess his gaydar was working fine. Although I didn’t come out until this summer, I’ve been making up for lost time. There are six of us in my loft, all on the U of T Blues swim team. Adam was attracted to my lover and I was attracted to Aaron, Adams twin, but we all love each other; however, I guess this isn’t the time to be discussing that. The twins are extremely close, to the point it’s not possible to have Aaron living in Ottawa taking a course at Le Cordon Bleu cooking school unless Adam’s there too,” I said.

“Is he as cute as he sounds on the phone?” he asked.

“Way cuter. But the other thing about them, is their beauty radiates from their hearts. Aaron is an incredible cook who does unbelievable things in the dessert department like profiteroles. I think Adam is capable of doing the same in the profit department. He is very analytical whereas his twin is very creative, whether it’s food or drawing. he is taking Le Grand Diplôme Professionnel course which costs close to $50,000. We are putting the money up because we have that much confidence in him. Both their grades are excellent. I’m hoping the school can find a part time job for him until Thanksgiving, when the course starts. My roommate Vlad has a three bedroom condo in Sandy Hill that he is letting them use. They can rent out two rooms to cover costs. Vlad appears to be wealthy. I don’t know where his money comes from but naturally I’m curious,” I said.

“Take my email address and send me what you know, like his address in Ottawa, any bank accounts and phone numbers. I have ways, and this will only be for your information. Now back to Adam. I need him to email all the required information shown on UO’s website. Don’t worry about payment just yet, but if he could scan and send that to the Dean tonight, he will hear from him tomorrow,” he said.

I took his email address and the Deans and sent off a text to Adam to tell him he had his work cut out this evening. Then Aaron came in and flopped on the sofa.

“Hey, Cinderella! Did you have a nice day?” I asked.

“Yeah, right. Cleaning people’s toilets is so freaking fun!”

“You should be happy to know that Adam will be going to UO next week -- with you, so you need to get your application into the cooking school tonight!” I said.

I’m not sure how he did it but he landed in my lap with his arms around me, locking lips.

“Adam has a trainee job at the bank. I talked to Caul’s friend for a long time. He didn’t know about the drowning,” I said.

“The deck is looking good, isn’t it?” he asked.

“I have no clue. I’ve been stuck in here on the phone for a long time. I feel so bad about Kyle. The fast ferry is being discontinued. It was an essential part of his plan, buying the loft here in Toronto. Anyway, sweet cheeks, I have something for you. Walk this way,” I said.

We went upstairs. I pulled a 27” iMac out of the pile.

“This is for you to use as long as you are in school,” I said.

He turned those heavenly hazel eyes on me and hugged me tightly.

“Sorry if I stink -- I’ve worked hard today. I want a shower. Will you help?” he asked.

We undressed each other. He had a semi. I got thinking they would be gone next week and I panicked and slurped his big dick into my mouth.

“We could wait until we showered…”

“I want you now. I need to remember everything about you including how you taste. We can Skype but I need these memories,” I said.

He stopped protesting and I went to work on him and was rewarded with a big mouthful of his essence in a couple of minutes.

“Now it’s my turn,” he said.

“Handsome, you can help me shower. I need to save up for tonight. James will be here soon and Danny is coming this evening. I can help you set up your computer after we shower,” I said.

“It’s huge! Just how big is it?” Aaron asked.

“Twenty-seven inches. I thought you would like this more than a laptop. I don’t see you needing one for cooking school, so Adam can have Caul’s, if you are cool with that. So here is the power button on the back. Go ahead and press it. I’ll stand by to give you information.”

In a few minutes he was syncing the computer with his iCloud account. Having set it up, his job now was to complete all the “paperwork” for Le Cordon Bleu, and time for me to check on the work downstairs. Josh was applying the final coat of paint; the cedar deck was looking like, well, a cedar deck.

“Jesse, Jesse, Jesse - our boyfriends will be shipping off to Ottawa very soon. We need to spend some quality time with them, but then, James will be here shortly and not-so-little Danny will be moving in tonight. What to do?”

“Scott, you’re such a whore! You can’t make up your mind who you wanna fuck tonight. You mention Aaron, Adam, James, and Danny, meanwhile I’m supposed to be your lover. What am I? Chopped Liver? I didn’t even rate an honourable mention.”

I didn’t know what to say or do. The last time I was like that was the day I met Jesse. I couldn’t argue with his estimation of me as a whore. I put my arm around him and tried to guide him over to the fireplace area but he resisted.

“To your credit, you’ve often included me in your sexcapades, but what I want is you. I like what we have going with the twins but honestly Scott, how is that going to survive the distance? In case you didn’t know it, I’d be happy living on a desert island alone with you. I try. I really try to make you happy. Tell me, what can I do to make you happier?” Jesse asked.

“Hold that thought, babes,” I said, and went to the beer fridge and got us two cold ones.

“Jesse, I had to do that to see if I remembered how. That’s one of the tasks you’ve taken on to help me run this household. Being the chief of the barbie is another and I’m very grateful. I do love you, but I’ll admit I don’t show it to you the way I did when we first met. I think when this loft is finished, the twins leave for Ottawa, Vlad sees the doctor, and we all start school, that things should sort themselves out,” I said.

“I know you are concerned with Vlad’s health. I see little things you do, like you are trying to protect him from the world,” Jesse said.

“I didn’t know it showed, but I won’t deny it. I don’t know how long he will be with us. I hope forever but I suppose we will have a better idea in a couple of days. In any event, we are important to each other on various levels. I want you to respect that, and I will try to give you more of my time because you are my #1, Jesse.”

We put down our beers and hugged tightly for a long time. He felt so good in my arms.

“Get a room,” Josh said, as he passed by on his way to the washroom. That killed the session as Jesse and I started laughing.

“Let’s look at the deck, babes,” I said, as I escorted Jesse out to the deck, and the noise of the pneumatic nail gun.

“It’s looking good, Jeff.”

“To tell you the truth, I thought you were crazy doing it, but it totally changes the character of the terrace. It reminds me of your cottage, speaking of which, is it still available this weekend?”

“Sure, James will be here in a few minutes. Check with him on a boat,” I said.

“We will be here a bit longer. I want to finish off to the corner today so that we can be out of here on Thursday, unless you find more work for us, that is,” he said.

“Actually, I want to convert one bookshelf to a liquor cabinet in the library with a drop down front and a secure lock. The twins are giving me Caul’s single malt collection -- there are cases of the stuff. I’ll leave it to you. It would be nice if it had lighting in it but I guess we can get battery powered LED lights,” I said.

“Oh, I have your bill made out except for the deck. Could you take care of it before the weekend?”

“No problem, I’ll get you the cash,” I said.

James phoned. He was in the parking lot, so I grabbed Jesse, we went to Kyle’s to get his garage card, and went down to meet him.

“Hurry up. My eyes are going to turn yellow I have to pee so bad,” he said.

“I love you, too, James.”

After using the card to open the door, we ran down the ramp ahead of James and escorted him to Kyle’s parking spot. We all grabbed what we could and took it up on the elevator, wasting no time getting James to the loft where he relieved himself in the bathroom.

“That was the pause that refreshes. To Hell with Coke!” he chuckled.

We finally got a chance to welcome him home with hugs and kisses, then we went to get the rest of his stuff. I took the locker room key so he could stash his hockey equipment down there. The only thing left was a large duffel bag, which we brought up to the loft, and took it all to the bedroom where we left him to unpack.

I checked my computer’s accounting system, verified that Jeff applied the correct deposits to the job, so I needed to go to the bank and get his money.

“Jesse, I’m heading to the bank. Feel like being my body guard?”

“Sure, I’ll go to make sure some twink doesn’t steal you,” he said, with a smirk.

I grabbed him and hugged him tightly to me and searched his mouth with my tongue, boning both of us. I felt the tension draining from his body. We took the convertible and stopped by the liquor store to pick up some empty cartons, then we went to the bank and made a large cash withdrawal. On the drive home, Jesse stroked my leg, getting me hard again. After parking the car, I reclined Jesse’s seat and casually undid his pants which led to my licking his foreskin with him releasing his lube into my mouth. I sucked him into my mouth as I stroked it and tossed in a head lick every few strokes. In a few minutes he was gushing his manly breeding solution in my mouth as he stroked my hair. I was sorry it was over so soon. We needed to spend more time together. He wanted to return the favour but I told him I wanted to save it for tonight.

By the time we got up to PH1, Adam was home and very much on his sugar high. I told him I had a couple of things I had to do right now then I would talk to him. I found James and took him to the library, giving him the money for his mom and the mp3 I made for his customer.

“Let me bring down the ordering guide and brochure of the new line up from Monterey,” he said.

It’s okay. Just leave it on my desk. I have to settle with Jeff now, and I need to talk to the twins. It turns out that Caul really loved the boys and left everything to them. They are heading to Ottawa soon to start college, but Adam doesn’t know it yet. We can sort out the boat before you head back on Friday. That is, if you are,” I said.

“I don’t have to, except to get this disk up there. I wonder if he could pick it up here, because I wouldn’t have to go back up north until the Labour Day weekend. It would give me a chance to get used to living down here before classes,” James said.

“Here, phone your dad on this one. It’s toll free.”

Jeff and Josh brought in the compressor and nail gun. They finished to the corner but it was too dim to work any longer. I nabbed Jeff, taking him to the library, where James was explaining to the new owner of my boat how to get here. With that out of the way I paid Jeff and he marked the bill ‘paid’.

“I think we deserve a beer. Let’s go downstairs and get some tunes on. This area will look just a little different tomorrow because the office furniture will be installed,” I explained.

Jesse knew intuitively it was drink time and had a lime wedge cut for my Cuba Libre and finished making my drink. James helped get beer from the beer fridge. Jeff and Josh had their arms twisted and stayed for a brewskie. There was no humidity in the air so we had the A/C off and the windows open, venting the paint fumes from the cyclorama. We went outside and the feeling was mutual. Everyone loved the cedar deck. We could even go back to beer in bottles rather than cans!

“It’s twin time. Adam, I guess you are dying to find out if Caul’s friend called back. He did. We had a long talk. They were very close and he was a friend of Dorothy…”

“That means he is gay,” Vlad interjected.

“Anyway, he was pretty upset, but it was better coming from me than you. He knew my dad, and apparently Caul told him he thought I was gay a couple of years before I came out. He talked to the Dean, who asked you to complete everything online as a new student, and email it with a scanned copy of the required documents to the Dean, tonight, and you will hear back tomorrow. Aaron, How are you making out?” I asked.

“Everything is done except the payments and applying for grants. Would we qualify?”

“Aaron, both you guys have a few hundred dollars. Your mother is in no position to help. Vlad and I will loan you some money and Vlad is giving you a good deal on accommodation, for the record,” I said.

“What about the cheque from step-dad?” he asked.

“I don’t see it in your bank account,” I said, with a wink. There is cash in Caul’s account but it has automatic withdrawals for condo fees and property tax, so unless it gets rented out, It appears you don’t have any money other than bursaries or scholarships, if you can get them,” I said.

Jesse turned the porterhouse steaks in the marinade. Jeff and Josh weren’t staying for dinner but Kyle was, so that made a nice even dinner party for eight. Aaron made scalloped potatoes au gratin and Brussels Sprouts to go with the steaks. Vlad was sipping his green tea when Kyle returned with his laptop.

“Scott, it’s not as bad as I thought. I want to keep PH2. The Fall will keep me busy every weekend with soccer. I can drive over for Christmas break. My buddy will pick me up on the 24th of December and bring me back on the 26th in his plane so I can spend Christmas with my folks. My buddy is 21 so he can bring over Linie Aquavit so you’re going to get a taste of the good Norsk water of life. Raph hates his apartment and would love to move in with me when his lease is up in June. We will get together in Niagara or Buffalo the odd time to keep our nuts from exploding. I called your real estate guy and he emailed me back with valuations per square foot on the normal units in this building and it looks like mine has increased about 20% in a few months. Rent is out of sight. Sorry I got all emo on you earlier. The fast ferry was hella costly. I can drive my Subaru for less money. So you guys, would you all come over for dinner Thursday night? I leave on Friday morning?” Kyle asked.

“Hmm, Dino is coming to set up our computer network Thursday night, so I’ll have to check the time, but other than that it sounds fine,” I said.

“Aaron, will you be around here tomorrow? They are delivering and installing the office systems and chairs” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be here. Do they have a plan?”

“Mhm, you just need to let them in. If there are any problems, call me on my cell,” I said.

“Mates, you’ve got time for another beer before dinner. Help yourselves. Could someone set the table?” Jesse asked.

Since it was cooling down on the terrace, I set the dining table, closing most of the windows, and opening a couple of bottles of wine. I went up behind Jesse and put my arms around him, feeling his hard pecs, then slid my hands down his sides until I had a good grip on his hips then playfully ground myself into his gorgeous bum.

“Stop it, Scott, you’ll get me so flustered, I’ll ruin dinner,” he said, so I slid a hand around to his package, squeezing it.

“If the steaks become burnt offerings, I’ll have this slab of meat. Perhaps it’s not 21 ounces. It’s just the way I like it, firm but tender and moist but still pink,” I said, to the amusement of everyone except Jesse who turned pink all over.

Eventually we got to the table. Between Jesse’s steak and Aaron’s scalloped potatoes au gratin and veggies and a small fresh green salad after to cleanse the palate, we were full. We stayed at the table sipping the wine and ice water and talked about our game plan for tomorrow when we would register for courses and pay tuition, and scramble for books. Wherever possible, we will log on to eBay to try to find used ones.

James answered the enterphone, inviting the purchaser of my boat to come up to get the disk. James waited by the elevator for him, and returned a few minutes later only to answer the phone again. This time it was Danny, so Robb, James, and I went down to meet him at the loading dock. I was surprised his mom didn’t come. The five of us got everything out of the car and took it up on the freight elevator. We lugged it to the study area. Danny could put it away after. I didn’t want his dad seeing the ‘barracks’.

His dad luckily didn’t run into anything because he was looking up at the high ceiling most of the time and rubber-necking with his mouth open. He was curious about the cyclorama so rather than explain, I got my camera and got Mr. Lillie and Danny to stand in front of it. I fired off a test shot, made some adjustments and told his dad to put his arm around Danny, then I fired off a few shots which I showed them on the viewer.

“It’s like we are floating in space, Danny. Can you send me those pictures Scott? I don’t have a good picture of him.”

I took a few more shots of just Danny and a couple of Danny and James and told him I would email them by the end of the week. I invited him to stay for a drink but he wanted to get back to Hamilton, so Danny walked him to the elevator. I wasn’t snooping but I heard Danny say “thanks, dad, I love you” as the elevator dinged it’s arrival. A moment later Danny returned, pulling his shirt off, and unbuttoning his jeans.

“I want you to take pictures of me nude and some of my dick,” he said, as he finished removing everything but his yellow bracelet.

I got one shot with him soft, two with a semi and from then on, Danny was rock hard. Evidently, he had that effect on all of us, as clothes were thrown everywhere and they all joined Danny to be photographed. When Jesse started groping the boy, I turned off my camera and put it away. I kissed Jesse to show him I wasn’t upset, then got on my knees and sucked Danny’s ten inches into my mouth.

Before we got carried away, I asked if anyone felt like a soak and was surprised when everyone but the twins accepted. They had to look over their submissions to college before sending them off tonight. In spite of his levity, Danny was stressed after counting the hours until he was finally away from home. He sat in front of me and I gave him a neck massage in the Jacuzzi. He wiggled his ass against my crotch to the best of his ability considering the overcrowding. Jesse was sitting beside me and grinned, pulling my face to meet his, and sealing his full red lips to mine. Nobody there could tell that our tongues had traded spaces. Jesse pulled Danny on our lap so that we shared him, smothering his perfect little body with kisses. My hand worked its way around to Danny’s cock only to find Jesse’s hand stroking it, so I played with his balls. Everything was cool between us now. Hopefully it would stay that way even if I fucked Danny.

to be continued ...

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Sheep,
Thanks for the update on our boys. It comes at a particularly important time - their celebration of their young lives - with the bit of overshadowing for one of their members, but still the joy of their lives.

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THANK YOU!, Sheep, for the update on how "our boys" are doing, giving me visions of where they are, warming my heart with their Loving care and concern for each other, and making me Hornier for the New Year!

Wishing YOU, and Flash, a very Warm and Happy one!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it!_Me

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Thanks for the update Sheep, I love the way the boys can do a blowjob and swallow all the nice juice without having any fear of HIV or others illnesses. Its true that today this is not possible anymore and THAT is a real shame, because the feeling is not at all the same. Sad, very sad indeed

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Previously:
In spite of his levity, Danny was stressed after counting the hours until he was finally away from home. He sat in front of me and I gave him a neck massage in the Jacuzzi. He wiggled his ass against my crotch to the best of his ability considering the overcrowding. Jesse was sitting beside me and grinned, pulling my face to meet his, and sealing his full red lips to mine. Nobody there could tell that our tongues had traded spaces. Jesse pulled Danny on our lap so that we shared him, smothering his perfect little body with kisses. My hand worked its way around to Danny’s cock only to find Jesse’s hand stroking it, so I played with his balls. Everything was cool between us now. Hopefully it would stay that way even if I fucked Danny.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The twins completed their applications. I added a user account on Caul’s laptop for Adam. Vlad and I looked them over carefully, helping fill in financial assistance applications and told them to send them. It was a relief that the wheels were in motion now. Aaron was getting a kick out of his new iMac which was huge. While we did that, James and Danny moved their stuff to their closets. Vlad mentioned that we would meet up with Ryan on campus in the morning. We all made sure we had everyone’s numbers in our phones. It wasn’t very late but tomorrow would be the day from Hell. Besides, we all needed sex and with eight of us, I was certain it wouldn’t be a quickie. All I knew at this point is Jesse was included in my plans. So was Danny. My mojo was definitely working for Vlad, and the night wouldn’t be complete without the twins. Note to self -- use lots of lube.

Adam wanted to shower, so we waited in line. I could see Jesse bending over through the steamed up glass, and I got pretty steamed up too. I popped a woody instantly which the twins attempted to quell, but with Vlad’s tongue playing with mine, there was no quelling going on.

“The shower’s empty now mates, if that’s what you were waiting for!” Jesse said as he attempted to shake me out of my temporary blissful place.

“We’ll only be a couple of minutes, luv. Don’t spill anything. Save it for me,” I said to Jesse.

Aaron mashed his junk against mine, starting a trickle of precum.

“I want to fuck you so hard, Aaron, but I’ve been neglecting Jesse. We had words earlier. I don’t want to upset him so if it’s okay with you guys, I want to cum with Jesse first. You guys can fill any hole that isn’t being used,” I said.

“What’s so special about Jesse?” Adam asked.

“We don’t know. He is the first guy I fell in love with, literally at first sight. I made a fool of myself. Then at the cottage, I took him into the woods for a photo shoot and something happened. Our love went to a new plateau, and we have had this special love within our group of loving friends. We realized it could be a tricky situation, but so far, it has worked just fine.”

“He’s right. I was there. He walked into the showers at the U of T pool with Robb and dropped everything on the floor, unable to speak when he saw Jesse. I’d heard of love at first sight but that was proof it can happen. As much as I love Scott, I could never do anything that would interfere with their relationship. I think we can help them make love though,” Vlad said, with a wink.

I dried Aaron as Adam dried Vlad. I was so horny that a face to face frottage with Jesse was about all I could imagine maintaining for more than a minute. I climbed in bed, getting my arms around Jesse and ground against his hard cock. Aaron rimmed me, stuffing his athletic tongue past the ring while Adam did the same to Jesse. Vlad knelt with a knee by each of our heads and rubbed his cock, now running with a string of precum, over our faces. Jesse and I released our lip-lock so we could both work on Vlad. We were so into him and each other we barely noticed that the twins were fucking us nice and slow.

“Vlad, don’t give us a facial. I want you to finish off inside my lover because I know you guys love each other. It would be hot watching you blokes go at it,” Jesse said.

“Babes, I’ll do anything you want, but I’m good with sharing Vlad’s tasty load with you. Barely rubbing cocks with you is all I can do with Aaron drilling me deep, you in my arms, and Vlad’s yummy precum sneaking past our lips. The only thing hotter would be if we were sucking Ryan and Vlad together,” I said.

Just as I said that, Vlad let out a strange low moan as his cock got really huge and his balls sucked up. He pressed his cock hard against our lips, forcing them open, and then it started. The first taste of jizz got our hips rocking; the twins were hammering us hard and forcing us to shoot all over each other. I had been saving my cum all day for either Danny or James. Was I disappointed? Hell, no! The twins always gave me and Jesse incredible orgasms. Vlad was a regular Mount Vesuvius with the added bonus of his cum tasting sweet like precum since he altered his diet. When he finished cumming, I gave him a good tongue bath. His dick was in no hurry to relax which was fine with me.

“Do you want me to pull out, Scott?” Aaron asked.

“Not really. You are still hard and still feel great inside me. Besides I’m stuck to Jesse and I’m not in a hurry to become unstuck.”

“I never woulda thought this afternoon that tonight would turn out so well. Not only did the outcome exceed my expectations, but the process was mind-blowing. You continue to amaze me, Scott,” Jesse said.

I was in a state of euphoria. The last thing I was concerned with was screwing Danny or James, or Robb for that matter. I think by the sound of things, they were carrying on without my supervision. I would have been quite happy to just drift off to sleep exactly as I was except I needed to pee.

“Okay my loves, I’m going to get up to pee and shower. Perhaps we should all do it together or these sheets are going to be a mess,” I said.

I managed to crawl out with Aaron clinging to my back, still plugged in. Jesse saw how I did it and got up with Adam on his back. Vlad had no difficulty other than laughing hysterically at the sight of the piggyback riders. The warm water from the wall jets did its excellent job of blasting cum out our asses, as Vlad soaped up the nearly identical cocks of the twins, enjoying every moment of it, obviously, as Jesse and I washed each others.

“Jesse, Scott, I felt so close to you guys tonight, so loved. You made me very happy. Anytime you want a 3way with me, I’m up for it. I’d like some four way action with Ryan too, if you guys want because I know he wants it too,” Vlad said.

“Vlad, mate, that’s sweet. Tonight’s the first time I felt your love. We’ve screwed around, but now I think I’m feeling some of what I know Scott feels for you. I don’t even presume he loves me more than he loves you, just differently,” Jesse said.

They must have said the right things because Jesse scooped up Vlad in his arms and kissed him with plenty of tongue. It made me hot watching Vlad erecting with no shame with my boyfriend giving him a very passionate kiss. The twins knew it was a good time to exit the shower, leaving the three of us being totally comfortable with one another for the first time. I gently touched Vlad’s pretty glans, rubbing his pee hole with my little finger.

“I really need to go, Vlad.”

“Let me down Jesse. Scott and I…”

“It’s okay Vlad. No need to explain or feel awkward. This happened with me and Scott that day in the woods when we really fell in love,” Jesse said, as he pulled us tight to him. We all relaxed.

“I was horrified when I found out I was sleepwalking and woke up in the shower with Scott because I did that as a kid but rarely managed to get to the toilet. I asked him if I made it to the john and he said ‘no’ then I asked if he had to clean it up and he said ‘yup’. I could see my ass getting kicked out, then I asked how he cleaned up and he demonstrated with the hand shower. My worst nightmare was realized. I pissed on my friend and landlord. Then he told me he thought it was kinda fun if not a little kinky, then kissed me. It’s happened since. I know it’s strange but I feel really close to him when we do that. Sharing that with you, too, made me feel close to you. I hope you’re really okay with it and not just saying that, Jesse,” Vlad said.

We all shared intimate kisses, as I turned the rain shower on. We massaged each others bodies, and kissed in the rain and managed to continue touching each other. We were all totally hard. Vlad felt comfortable enough with Jesse to examine his foreskin. I got on my knees to show Vlad some of the things you could do with a tongue and a foreskin, then watched to make sure he wasn’t hurting my lover.

As much as I wanted to cuddle and get a good night’s sleep, we were too much into each other. The twins were getting banged by Robb and James while Danny stroked his horse dick.

I didn’t really want to get fucked again after Aaron’s ten inches and I was pretty sure Jesse felt the same way. My tongue was like a heat seeking missile. Vlad’s hole was the heat source. His ass was a bubble like Jesse’s but they really weren’t similar except Vlad’s begged to be eaten. Apparently, it begged Jesse too, because we both got our licks in. Anyone who couldn’t see where this was headed, lacked imagination. Jesse was really into it to the extent that I couldn’t assist any longer so I went down on Jesse, tea-bagged his balls and massaged his taint.

“Fuck, mate, let me get you all wet and slippery then we can double penetrate Vlad,” Jesse said.

I grabbed the Gun Oil and lubed Vlad completely then gave a thick coating to both of our cocks. I sat at the end of the bed and Vlad sat on my cock as we watched it slowly hide inside Vlad. He raised and lowered himself a few times to get used to it. I wrapped my arms around him and laid back, bringing him with me. He assumed the knees-to-chest position. Jesse aligned his arrow with the target, lifted Vlad’s long legs over his shoulders and started pushing. The feel of the underside of his big cock rubbing against the underside of mine was delightful causing my head to swell.

“If you want us to go slower or stop, just say the word, Vlad.”

“It feels so good -- full but good.”

I was horny as fuck but this was special. The three of us were making love like Jesse and I did but our cocks were surrounded by the heat of our third love -- the love Vlad and I knew existed but could never find a name for it, which is just as well because it evolved into something completely different tonight. Jesse and I managed to be in love within the greater loving group of loft mates and I saw no reason why the three of us couldn’t also exist the same way. I licked Vlad’s ear, kissed his long neck and squeezed and tweaked his nipples, while Jesse pumped in and out and swapped spit as their tongues darted in and out.

We were really getting into it when Vlad moaned and flexed his ass muscles, squeezing my cock, which made it expand and press harder against Jesse’s, causing him to expand, causing Vlad to moan and talk dirty. I was getting close so I took Vlad’s dick away from his own hand and stroked it for him.

“AHHHHGHH FUCCCK I’M CUMMMMING!” Vlad screamed.

He blew a huge load, part of which I caught in my hand and used as lube while I finished him off. Jesse made the moan of no return, fucking Vlad as hard, deep and fast as he could. I felt his jizz blast all over my cock, which made me respond in kind to Jesse’s load. The feeling had been awesome with its tightness and large volume of spunk. Vlad got up, squatted over my face and squeezed a cream-pie into my mouth. I grabbed him, pulling his ass down to my face and made sure he wasn’t withholding any. He was gaped pretty well, as you might expect after a double penetration, which made cleanup a breeze. I licked my hand and Jesse licked my abs and chest. Vlad finished by sucking us clean and giving us both a kiss. We fell asleep with Vlad being sandwiched between us, with a look of contentment I hadn’t seen before. I kissed him and told him I loved him while I reached over and stroked Jesse’s locks. He held my hand in his, giving it a squeeze, which had the same impact of him telling me in a thousand words how much he loved me.

The clock radio didn’t wake us in the morning. Aaron shut it off before it woke us. He slipped into his red jockstrap and tip-toed downstairs and made a big breakfast for all of us. When he was ready to serve it, he played Pink Floyd’s “Time” at a high volume, and yelled, “Breakfast is ready. Come and get it.”

We were out of there like firemen, not even bothering to dress. The breakfast was simple but good and would keep us going if we didn’t have time for lunch. We enjoyed our coffee on the terrace after breakfast.

“I was so anxious to move in so we could play around, Scott,” Danny said.

“Last night was totally unexpected Danny. Ask Jesse who I had plans for. They kinda changed somewhere between your sitting in our laps in the hot tub and the shower room. You have eyes and ears so I don’t think I need to go into any more detail. Rest assured, I’m still horny as Hell for you.”

We were both sporting wood so he knew I was being honest. We gave each others a squeeze because we really did like each other. Danny and I gave each other’s ego a boost when he confessed that he had a major crush on me, and I told him I used to jerk off thinking about what was hiding in his bathing suit.

“I just remembered John, the butcher will be coming for dinner tonight. Anybody got an idea of what to serve?” I asked.

“If he lives in an apartment, it’s unlikely that he gets to enjoy a Porterhouse like we do, all because of him, coincidentally, or we could have rump roast,” Jesse said, slapping his ass, to our laughter.

“I could make us dessert,” Aaron said.

“I like both those ideas. Perhaps we should invite Kyle. He is having us tomorrow night and he leaves Friday morning. We won’t see him until the Christmas break. Is everyone okay with that?” I asked.

It was unanimous so we headed upstairs while Jesse moved ten steaks from the freezer to the fridge. Some of us had a quick shower to get rid of bed-head then we all packed our backpacks with laptops, a Speedo, towel, and padlock. Sexy Adam was the first out as he had to go to work. We split into two groups, one being lead by me, with James and Jesse, while Robb took Vlad and Danny under his wing. On the way out I asked Aaron to invite Kyle for dinner, and to phone me if he needed me for anything. After a quick kiss we were out of there. I gave Danny, Robb and Vlad a kiss on the cheek before the elevator door opened.

Today we were hoofing it to campus. The chance of finding a parking spot was less than zero so we just sucked it up. Actually it was fun to be out in the fresh air and start what would become a routine for all of us.

As we were working our way towards the pool, I decided to register first on the St. George campus. It was uneventful which is a good thing. Sometimes, no surprise is a big surprise.

The part I was most concerned with didn’t even happen. Jesse found he was already selected for the courses at OISE (Ontario Institute for Studies in Education). That’s the U of T teachers college where Jesse would learn how to teach academic subjects in high school. He only had to give them an ID number. They looked him up on the computer telling him it was covered by his scholarship which he could confirm online through the fees office, then finish his registration at the Athletic Center for his Kinesiology and Exercise Science program. This was the building where the pool is located so we decided to hike over to the Rotman Business School on Spadina for James’ enrolment.

After they discovered there were two guys with the same name, things went fine. His first year at Queens was through the Arts and Sciences school which was consistent with U of T admissions. I’m glad James knew that the tuition for 2nd year cost twice as much as first year. We are talking five figures. He had a student loan approved so the real pain wouldn’t be until six months after graduation, when he had to start paying it back. He was accepted, so he started his laptop, signed into his student account through the fees office and made a payment by direct deposit. He was issued a confirmation number which he gave to the lady at the business school and was given a load of paperwork.

“If you have any questions, there is an email address, a phone number and a website with FAQ’s” she said.

“Such personalized service for $14,000,” I said to James after we had left the building.

A short walk got us to the Athletic Centre. We asked some questions and were aimed in the right direction where Jesse found the desk to register for the Kinesiology and Exercise Science program. Jesse had the gift of smooth talking. It may have something to do with his Aussie accent, nevertheless they gave him everything he wanted. I called Aaron, while Jesse was occupied, to find that the study stations were being installed and the boys were working on the deck but no phone calls yet. I told him we were going to try to get into the pool after I called Robb. He told me Kyle accepted for dinner tonight.

“Hey boo, we got lucky. It’s only mid-morning and we are all registered and plan to go for a swim unless something fucks up because, you know as students we are automatically members of the athletics centre, housing multiple gymnasia, a 50-metre Olympic pool, 25-yard pool, 10 squash courts, gymnastics gym, eight-lane 200-metre indoor track, tennis courts, basketball courts, strength and conditioning centre, cardio machines, spinning room, fencing, sport medicine clinic and golf cage. How is your morning going, Robb?” I asked.

“Once the girl handling Danny’s registration realized his name was not Danny Little, but Danny Lillie, things moved along much better. She giggled so he said in a most officious voice, ‘I might be small but I am mighty, and will have my people get in touch with your people so that you never make fun of my size again!’ at which point we all started laughing, the tension went away and she did her thing, apologizing to Danny. They had trouble locating the code for Fashion Design for Vlad but that got sorted, and I’m next in line,” Robb said.

“Are you guys coming over for a swim after?”

“Sure, which will be a half hour or a half day from now,” Robb said.

“If it’s a half hour maybe we can have a repeat performance of when we met earlier in the summer.”

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WONDERFUL chapter, Sheep! I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the scene with the twins, Scott, Jesse and Vlad! And, THEN, "Vlad the Impaled"!!

Aaron's breakfast was "spot on", and surely just what "Our" Boys needed, before starting their busy day. I'm sincerely hoping ALL of them will have the energy to cope, and exceed in their studies and athletic pursuits! With all the support, and encouragement, they have from/with/for each other, I'm sure they will excel!

THANK YOU! for this Most Excellent Adventure!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it!_Me

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Sheep,
I'm writing this as Marty McFly from around 2007 or so - at least that's when thsi iBook was already out of date. When I powered it up, it defaulted to a date prior to 2001 according to the error message.

Anyway, on to the current offering - it's warming up to school days, school days, good old golden rule days, lol.

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“If it’s a half hour maybe we can have a repeat performance of when we met earlier in the summer.”

“Marvy!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~We went into the athletic shop to look around at swimsuits. Jesse was looking good enough to eat with his Adidas wife beater, sandals, and sexy cargo shorts he picked up while shopping with Vlad. They showed off his muscular tanned legs to perfection. A cute gymnast type almost fell over himself getting to Jesse to ask if he could help him.

“G’day mate, I just transferred here and will be needing a U of T Speedo because I’m on the swim team,” he said.

“Oh, realllly! I guess I’ll be seeing you in here a lot!”

“I recon so mate, because we swim at least six days a week. The other thing I wondered is if there are any part time jobs available in here. I’m enrolled in Kinesiology and Exercise Science.”

“The swim team usually special-order their gear mid September once the team is finalized so you should wait for that. They get a special price and the U of T Blues emblem is printed on them. As far as work goes, the shop is run by U of T Bookstore and I can give you a card with the URL so you can apply on line. I’m in KPE too, in the second year. I’m Brad, by the way,” he said.

“No shit, I’m in my second year too, and at teachers college. I’m Jesse, and this is my boyfriend, Scott, and one of our roommates, James. Good to meet you Brad,” Jesse said.

We all shook hands. Brad gave Jesse a card with something written on it then I got a text from Robb that they were almost to the building so I texted him back telling him to meet us in the athletic shop.

“Brad, you’ll get to meet our other three roomies in a minute. We have a penthouse loft with five thousand square feet on three levels, a huge terrace with a Jacuzzi on it and a beer fridge. There is a pool and sauna on the roof. I also have my photo studio there, and I freelance for The Daily covering swim meets. I’m in my final year of Journalism.”

“Do you think I could play on the soccer team and be on the swim team too?” Jesse asked.

“Geez, I don’t know. I think your swim coach would yell at you. We get a helluva lot of exercise in the program and swimming and gymnastics are ball busters. The other thing is I know the swim team usually has events on Saturdays as far away as Montreal which is a six hour drive. Soccer is usually played on Saturdays too, so I think you should make up your mind which you want to do. I hope it’s swimming because I love swimmers bodies….and speaking of swimmers bodies, hi Robb!”

“Hey Brad, how have you been? It’s been awhile,” Robb said.

“You guys know each other?” I asked.

“Silly, we dated for a few weeks and gave up after we discovered we were both tops. Are these the rest of your lofties?”

Robb took care of the introductions; Brad wished out loud that Danny was a gymnast. Actually his pants gave him away.

“Do you do any team photography in your studio, Scott, because I know our gymnastics team wants to get some team photos?”

“I’m sure hoping to. I had a cyclorama built and have another new camera and a shit load of lights on order. The room is about sixteen feet high. We will have you over some time to have a look and a soak if you want,” I said.

“I’d like that. My phone number is on the card I gave Jesse and I don’t work this weekend,” he said.

“Okay, man we’ll be in touch. Nice meeting you,” I said.

We walked into the locker room which was empty. I expected it to be somewhat busy. We followed Robb to the out-of-the-way corner we used the day it all began. I took a locker next to Robb. We peeled off our clothes. I couldn’t help it and neither could Robb. We stood there looking at each others cocks growing hard in sync. I felt a hard cock pressing against my leg. It was Jesse.

“Go for it Scott. You told me the story of how you guys became friends. I don’t have a problem with you renewing that friendship.” Jesse said.

I was so fixated on Robb I didn’t notice we were all hard, standing in a circle. James and Danny were stroking each other. Robb peeked around the corner then went down on me. I was transported back to that day like a dream vaguely aware of Danny saying, “Can we have Brad over soon? He is so hot.”

“Robb, is he a nice guy? I asked

“Mmphh om mwubvmph”

“There’s your answer Danny. I think you should ask a little later. We’re busy.” I said.

I pulled out of his mouth and got on my knees and reciprocated, swallowing Robb’s thick six and a half inches of rock hard penis to the hilt. His pubes smelled divinely masculine and his balls felt full. I offered two fingers to Robb who sucked them furiously, coating them liberally with saliva, and reached for his hole and slid them in, massaging his prostate to the accompaniment of his moans.

“I’m gonna shoot…”

“I finger fucked him fast and deep, watched his balls shrink to his body while I pressed his magic button. He filled my mouth with his nutty tasting thick boyjuice in four or five spurts as he ran his fingers lovingly through my dishwater blond hair. Danny came over and licked my mouth out.

“I wonder if Brad’s jizz tastes as good,” he finally said after robbing me of Robb’s baby batter.

“Danny, all I can tell you is you will shoot your load as soon as you get his clothes off. Gymnasts have beautiful, hard, vascular bodies, wide shoulders, and tiny waists. They are like swimmers, just more chiselled. Besides, he has a really cute cock. I’d bottom for him in a heartbeat now that Scott and James got me to give it up. Also, he could look up to you because he is only five foot two,” Robb said.

“This thing isn’t going away. Scott. Fuck me. Now.”

Jesse kissed me and told me to give Danny what he wants. I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t want to. It’s a miracle it didn’t happen last night. I gave him a good thorough rimming, loving the sound of his moans. Robb checked to see if the coast was clear, gave me the thumbs up and James sucked my dick. As I was super horny, I begged him to stop and slipped it inside Danny. He did the muscle contraction thing and pulled my trigger within a couple of minutes. When I was ready to blast it out I pulled out so the others could see the first volley land outside his hole. I then pushed it all in, and several more too as Vlad and Jesse took turns beating his thick ten inches of boy cock.

“I think not everybody got some action. Can you guys wait till we get home,” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m itching to get in a long swim. It’s been a few days. We really need to do this six days a week,” James said.

Vlad’s phone rang.

“Hi luv, have you registered yet?”

“Oh good. We are at the pool. Just got here. Have you a swimsuit with you and do you know how to get here?”

“Great, it’s at Hoskins and Spadina. We are heading for the shower now and will see you in ten. I have your towel with me,” Vlad said.

After extracting Speedos and towels (yes those gay flag coloured towels) we stuffed everything into our lockers and locked them and went for a shower. I helped Danny with a ‘cleanup in isle 2’. We pulled on our Speedos and hid the salami and were finally ready for some swimming.

There were four team members getting a head start on the season, one of whom was our top rated swimmer, enrolled in engineering. When they got out we waved and got a half hearted response.

“It’s all yours, guys. We’ve been doing laps since 9 AM.”

A couple of minutes after they left, Ryan walked in, looking wonderful.

“Who were the dudes I passed? The tall one appeared to be undressing me with his eyes,” he said.

“That’s interesting. If I was going to say we had one straight swim team member, that was him. Robb, are you sure you didn’t convert him in the locker room this summer?” I chuckled.

“Bitch, I’ve only done you there,” he said, while landing a punch on my shoulder.

We each grabbed a lane in the fifty meter pool and started swimming our primary strokes. I was watching the clock so after thirty minutes we got out and complained to each other.

“Remind me again why we are doing this,” Vlad said.

“Life’s simple. Eat, sleep, swim. Any questions?” Danny quipped.

I pretended I was going to toss him in the pool but just wanted to touch him. The only reason the first half-hour went by quickly is that I was trying to picture Danny and Brad making lust which greatly increased my coefficient of drag. After another half-hour practicing our other stroke, which was freestyle for me, backstroke being my specialty, our crappy condition was showing. Vlad was the first to get out. I wish we had put in some more practice but getting the loft finished off had been a priority. The pool on the roof wasn’t really very good for training. After an hour, we were pretty well shot for the day. I knew it would come back pretty quickly; it did last year. Our first meet was coming up in five weeks. With two to three hour practices at the start of the season, there would be lots of laps between now and then.

“After we shower, can we tour the rest of the building?” Jesse asked.

“Including the athletic shop?” Danny asked.

“We’ll have Brad over soon Danny. I think you will like him. He is a nice guy, real sweet. We had free time a couple of times a week so I went over to his place. It’s a nice old house in the Annex converted into a rooming house, but it’s well maintained. His room was neat and tidy and clean. He is one of the best younger members of the team. I’m sure he’ll tell you all about it. He is very passionate about his sport,” Robb said.

We had a nice long hot shower, soaping each other’s backs and naughty bits, as there was nobody around. After, we checked out the building, spending the most time in the weight room.

“I promised Coach I would drag you in here to bulk up a little, Vlad,” I said.

“Well you did, so your conscience is clear now,” Vlad said.

“No, no, no, no, no! Walking into the weight room doesn’t get you fit any more than lying in bed, legs in the air, screaming Oh, God, makes you a Christian,” Danny suggested.

After seeing all the torture chambers we checked out the Sport Medicine Clinic in the basement. This is where you go when you screw up your body trying to impress yourself. They have an ice machine even the swim team couldn’t keep up with.

We walked over to the Varsity Centre on the way back. It has a 5000 seat stadium for games and a 400 meter 8 lane track, with an arena. The field has an air supported plastic dome during the winter months. It was a little out of the way but we all would be going there at some point during the year. It would be second home for Jesse. And Brad.

We were all excited about the start of school but sufficiently tired from the swim. The net result is we all felt mellow, but eventually we arrived home. Jeff and Josh were building the south-east corner section of the deck which was tricky because the decking fanned out. The office components were all installed.

“They had a couple of extra pieces that weren’t on the shipping papers and didn’t want to leave them on the truck so they installed them, making one more basic workstation, in exchange for a beer,” Aaron said.

This was fine as I had ordered seven chairs. If a friend wanted to come over to study, there would be a place for him. They did a great job of putting it all together so I told the guys to pick their own, and my personal preference was to be as close to the library as possible. I found the framed photos and passed them out, when everyone decided on a location they liked. We hung the pictures with the hooks supplied, and made it our own. Since we were there, we compared text book needs with what we had kicking around. Some of the guys got lucky and got some free books. We compared prices at the bookstore online and with eBay and were able to get some bargains. Perhaps we could go to the bookstore when we went for our swim tomorrow.

I took a call from Bruce McGovern from the bank’s Ottawa office so I closed the door.

“First, the news about Adam. Tell him to check his email. I got a report from HR on him. They think he could walk on water given the training, so he has the job. As for school, not only has he been accepted, but my friend was talking to the major donor for the new building, and mentioned Adam, and what he has been through, and was told he would personally help fund his education, and would transfer funds into his student account when it was set up. This man has power beyond your wildest imagination, and didn’t want the likes of Adam driving a school bus for a living,” he said.

“I think you just told me who it is. I know the name of the building and researched it. It’s Paul senior he must be referring to. I know he likes to keep a very low profile but his Corporation consistently makes better returns than Berkshire Hathaway. I followed his companies when my dad crammed the stock market into my head every Saturday.”

“Very good, Scott. Full marks for that. The other thing is he has to be here at 9:00AM on the 31st. Now on your friend, Vlad. I can’t put it in writing but you will be happy to know, it’s all legitimate. His great-uncle was an electrical engineer in the Ukraine who came up with a new design for vacuum tubes, and subsequently licensed the design to the Russians who manufactured the tubes under the ’Svetlana’ brand name. That was his great-uncle’s mother’s name. He has been collecting royalties on every tube they make. The old man’s son took over the business, but most of his work was investing the royalties all over Europe. When he got older he moved to Ottawa, a couple of blocks from the Russian Embassy, and bought the condo whose ownership was transferred to his favourite nephew, Vlad, recently. Because he moved in with his uncle to look after him when his health was failing, while the rest of the family ignored him, Vlad got it all. I can’t tell you his net worth because it is invested all over the place, but I’ve found a modest twenty million in Canada. That’s probably like an iceberg; we are only seeing the tip. Anyway, it was apparently a good deal for both parties. The robust tubes lasted twice as long, even in tank radios during the war. They charged a huge premium which users were happy to pay because it decreased labour, changing them so often. He often went to the embassy for a glass of tea, like he was part of the family. It’s possible Vlad doesn’t know how much he is worth,” Bruce said.

“Thanks for giving me that information. We are very close. We have a joint account which is all his money. He did it so if he was away, I could pay myself his rent from the account. It’s set up so if he were to die, it becomes mine,” I said.

He said he had a meeting he must attend and said he looked forward to meeting Adam.

“Adam has been accepted at the Telfer Business School, University of Ottawa, with a scholarship from a prominent French Canadian business leader,” I said.

Aaron rushed over and leaped into my arms.

“You are the greatest, Scott! You, too, Vlad,” he managed to get out before our lips met. It was going to be a long year with him away.

“Hey dude, all I did was answer the phone. Thank Vlad.”

It was so cute. I think Vlad acted a bit shy when Aaron smothered him with kisses. Thankfully, he didn’t jump into his arms. The guys managed to get all their study stuff into their own little areas and plugged in their laptops and phone chargers. I asked Ryan if he wanted to stay for dinner but he told us his parents were taking him out for dinner as it was his mother’s birthday. I asked Aaron if he had time now to go to his condo to get the Scotch and the rest of the food. It worked for him so I asked him to round up any empty cartons. I got something from my closet, we grabbed the keys and took off, parking in Caul’s old spot.

The condo was even nicer than I remembered it. While Aaron packed food, I boxed up the liquor cabinet’s contents. There was a full bottle of vodka which I took to Aaron, telling him they might need that because they were too young to buy any. I followed him into their bedroom. He wanted to make sure all of their clothes went to the loft. That’s when I took out the stainless steel hollow tube.

“I was thinking of that thing today. I wanted to look for it, then decided it wouldn’t be much fun without you,” he said.

“I’m counting backwards from when you have to leave. This might be our only time alone. It sounds like you want to do it as much as I do. This is the ultimate in intimate feelings. Just thinking of your seed shooting inside my cock has my precum dripping,” I said.

We undressed each other completely, kissing everywhere, and inhaling his unique scent when he was aroused. He was getting very wet, so I lubed half the tube with his pre and he took it and lubed the other half with mine, rubbing it against my pee hole to induce more precum. He inserted the end with my juice on it in his pee hole and I gently, slowly worked it in. He then returned the favour. We were used to it now so we held each other, kissed deeply and rocked back and forth slowly, marvelling at the sensation of being inside each other’s most sensitive place.

“Aaron, this is so good it must be illegal. Keep fucking me and cum inside me. Fuck it in as far as you can so I can feel your mushroom head pushing mine, head to head,” I said.

“Can you cum just by doing this mon cher?”

I gave him a deep kiss.

“Yes, babes, I can. Do you want me to fill yours first or you fill mine? I asked.

He didn’t have time to answer: I felt wave after wave of intense pleasure. This was on a level all by itself and I responded with the most powerful orgasm I can remember. I massaged his balls while I came. We moaned into each other’s mouths. We stopped moving a couple of minutes later and just hugged and kissed. I felt him sobbing.

“What’s the matter, as if I need to ask?”

“I love the intimacy we share. I can’t believe next week we won’t be sleeping together,” Aaron said.

“It’s small consolation that we both know it’s the right thing to do. It’ll give you security and independence, and a chance to be your best, but I know how you feel. What could be better than this? I tell you what might be even better. I need to pee. Shall we go into the shower?

“You’re dirty but I love you,” he said.

I felt the urge strongly but was still hard. We had plenty of time so I just held the beautiful boy in my hands and knew when he was getting soft. He looked in my eyes as the strange sensation started, with him moving in and out of me, making me crazy. Eventually he finished and I relaxed as my flow started. I played with his balls, tugging them and squeezing them hard. He returned the favour and stroked my cock, as he moved inside me. It was really wild. He grabbed my nuts and squeezed really hard and I started ejaculating inside him again. When I finished, he had a silly grin on his face and told me to suck him. It was strange at first having my load spraying into my mouth.

“You don’t have to…”

When I could speak I told him I wanted to or I wouldn’t have.

“I think I’ll call you Aaron Kink,” I chuckled.

“Look who is talking.”

We had a relaxing hot shower during which Aaron gave me a wonderful soapy back and shoulder massage and finished off by washing down the shower stall with the hand shower. We were completely relaxed and if we didn’t have other obligations, I would have been happy to crawl in bed with him and sleep for ten hours. Instead we loaded the hand dolly with cases of food and hooch and he got the rest of their shirts from the closet.

“I guess we should go?” he asked.

“Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”

We hugged one more time. I slipped my hand into his undies and gave Mr. Big a squeeze.

“I’m going to take out a lien on this so it can’t be sold until I’m satisfied,” I joked.

Re: Swim Team

Originally Posted by Kyanimal

WONDERFUL chapter, Sheep! I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the scene with the twins, Scott, Jesse and Vlad! And, THEN, "Vlad the Impaled"!!

Aaron's breakfast was "spot on", and surely just what "Our" Boys needed, before starting their busy day. I'm sincerely hoping ALL of them will have the energy to cope, and exceed in their studies and athletic pursuits! With all the support, and encouragement, they have from/with/for each other, I'm sure they will excel!

THANK YOU! for this Most Excellent Adventure!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

Once they get in full training mode of 2 to 3 hours a day they will eat like horses. Too bad Aaron is going away

Originally Posted by Autolycus

Hi Sheep! Thanks for the update

'Twas my pleasure. Believe me!

Originally Posted by DonQuixote

Sheep,
I'm writing this as Marty McFly from around 2007 or so - at least that's when thsi iBook was already out of date. When I powered it up, it defaulted to a date prior to 2001 according to the error message.

Anyway, on to the current offering - it's warming up to school days, school days, good old golden rule days, lol.

Sheep,I think your mind is a sex machine, so when a guy reads your story he just cant be otherwise than hard all the time

I had a cat scan and was told my mind was very dirty.

Originally Posted by DonQuixote

Sheep,
Sure, post this on a night I'm late home AND it's the State of the Union Address, lol.

Your story is MUCH more interesting!

Now to go on up and see about getting some sleep - or maybe some "meditating" as the expression goes over in "Last Post Wins".

Hey, I watched that too. John Boner even stood up. I was elated. Then the Florida (R) got up and opened all the wounds and rubbed salt in them with his vitriol. That's when the A/V system was turned off. I posted it after 2 am. I wanted to get part way through the next chapter to make sure it would flow

We hugged one more time. I slipped my hand into his undies and gave Mr. Big a squeeze.

“I’m going to take out a lien on this so it can’t be sold until I’m satisfied,” I joked.

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Aaron held the door to PH1 open for me to wheel in the cartons. I left them in the kitchen for now, except the cartons of booze which I put on the stairs. Jesse had the steaks marinating in olive oil, crushed garlic, and red wine. Everyone was home. Jeff and Josh had finished for the day and moved the big table and chairs onto the cedar deck before they left. After my deck inspection, Jesse greeted me with a Cuba Libra and a kiss.

“I know you and Aaron were playing but I haven’t figured out why your mouth tastes like your own cum. I’m not mad, not jealous -- perhaps envious, but I’m sure we will have fun tonight,” Jesse said.

“If you don’t let go of me now, we won’t have to wait till tonight,” I chuckled.

“Scott, do you feel like looking at the boat catalogue now?” James asked.

“Let’s do it, babes. Grab a beer and one of these cartons and we can do it in the library.”

It was a pleasant surprise at the top of the stairs, seeing all of our study stations all complete and looking lived in. James and I went into the library and sat at the desk. James showed me the new line for next year, indicating the model I had was replaced with a slightly smaller one, and also one a bit bigger. The V8 wasn’t available in the smaller one so the decision was pretty easy. The bigger one held one more person than the old one, or two hundred pounds more cargo. It was sexier too, with a cockpit that could make a boy hard.

James brought in his laptop and went to the dealer’s portal and worked up my wish list starting with the easy order deluxe package which included everything on the old boat except the GPS, precision speedometer, and audio system. We added the hi-end audio.

“You’re a techie kind of guy. You could replace the GPS, compass, speedometer, and depth sounder with a 12” colour touch-screen that displays everything. You can even get 3G radar which is more useful than you might imagine. The display can be custom configured like your iPhone by pinching, sliding, and hitting some buttons. For instance, if speed is the most important thing, like it is when we do the slalom, you can minimize the radar or shut it off totally and have a huge digital speed reading in miles, nautical miles or kilometers, accurate to one decimal place. I saw a demo at a boat show and I want one for our next boat because I think we could sell quite a few. It’s something to think about. There are quite a few on the market. If you want to go that route, we just won’t order any of that stuff on the boat. You can have the winter to figure which system you would like,” James said.

I heard Kyle come in, so I suggested we decide on the boat tomorrow. As I got up, James wrapped his arms around me.

“Scott, I’m blown away with all the stuff you have done here, like our study area which I didn’t expect. On the other hand, I expected you would show me more love and stuff, like you did that first weekend with Robb. Did I do something wrong?” he asked.

“Oh boy, James, I don’t know how to respond. I love you as much as I ever did. I think when the twins go to Ottawa, our lives will get back to normal. Kyle will be back in Rochester until Christmas, Jeff and Josh should finish here tomorrow, and although this is only a guess, I think Ryan will be around more, to look after Vlad’s needs,” I chuckled.

“I have a feeling Danny might get involved with Brad, the gymnast, unless Robb has another shot at him,” James said.

“I think we all want a shot at Brad,” I said, as I walked James out, my arm around his waist.

“Hasn’t anyone fixed you a drink, Kyle?” I asked, as I flopped down next to him in one of the rainbow upholstered bar stools.

Jesse stood up behind the bar with a glass of red wine for Kyle.

“You don’t think an Aussie would leave company without something to drink, do you, mate?” Jesse asked, while he removed my empty glass from my hand.

“Neither. It’s the steaks marinating. What did you do for excitement today, Kyle?” Jesse asked.

“I was out most of the afternoon with my soccer buds having fun knocking the ball about, then we stopped into a pub for a couple of beers to say goodbye to another summer. Just think, I’ll be able to drink legally at home in another 2 ½ years. Until then, I’ll never outgrow my need for milk,” he said, as he rolled his eyes.

The enterphone rang. It was John, the butcher, so I buzzed him up, and alerted the gang that he was on his way up. We all hung out around the island in the kitchen.

“Hi, I’m John Donaldson,” he said as he handed me a bunch of fresh cut flowers, and a bottle of Canadian Club.

He put down a gym bag on the floor, then I introduced the guys that hadn’t met him which was most of them. When I got to the twins, I said that these came as a matched set so we took them both. Jesse asked him what he would like to drink, and he asked for a CC and 7.

“I brought all my tools -- even an electric grinder to sharpen the knives which I should start on now. I’ll set up the grinder on the kitchen counter,” he said.

I got my knives out. Aaron got his too.

“Aaron is going to Le Cordon Bleu cooking school in Ottawa next week. He is taking Le Grand Diplôme Professionnel course. He is already a fabulous chef and masturbator, I mean master baker so his knives are the tools of his trade,” I chuckled.

“Let’s look at yours first, Aaron.”

“Okay, if you think that’s necessary,” he said as he unzipped his shorts and pulled out lots of underwear covered cock, to the astonishment of John and, well, all of us for that matter.

John turned bright pink and said he really meant he would look at Aaron’s knives first. I wasn’t convinced, however.

“Solingen steel. Aaron you have a tool of the highest quality that will last you a lifetime with proper care,” John said.

“Good, I was hoping it would last my whole life,” he said as he groped himself, making John turn pink once again.

The two of them stayed together while John taught Aaron all he knew about knife sharpening, cleaning, and safety. Jesse kept the party lubricated.

“Scott, have you ever sharpened your knives?”

“Dad used the steel on the carving knife at Sunday dinner and mom used to run out when the man with the truck with a bell on it drove through the neighbourhood. He had everything set up in his van and did a pretty good job, I think.”

“Let me caution you guys. These knives will be very sharp. Be careful.” he said.

I was surprised that he used the grinder very little; most of the work was by hand, checking the edge frequently.

When he was finished, Jesse fixed him another hit and I asked him what kind of music he liked.

“You wouldn’t have any of it I’m sure but I used to like Emerson Lake and Palmer, and ELO.”

I ran upstairs and found the vinyl for ELP Works Vol 1. and put Fanfare for the Common Man on the turntable and sat John in the best seat in the house and put it on using all the amps and speakers in a simulated 7.1 channel arrangement. It was so much fun to do that because things had been pretty quiet with the system covered in plastic during construction. I found a recent purchase of a new re-release by ELO taken from the original tapes and converted at 24 bit 96 KHz. It was a phenomenal recording. John’s jaw hit the floor. After, I switched to the Apple TV box and put some older soft rock on for background. After I examined the knives which looked new, Jesse checked our refreshments and we went out to the deck and sat around the big table. Aaron brought out a load of Nachos made with tortilla chips, hot salsa, sour cream, and cheese all melted together in a gooey mess, but it was delicious.

“I hope you like Porterhouse steaks done blue rare on the barbie ‘cause that’s what we’re havin’ mate, and after dinner we can soak nude in the Jacuzzi,” Jesse said.

I swear if John had false teeth he would have spit them out with the sudden realization he’d be sharing a bath with Jesse’s ass. I wondered if we should have a bucket of cold water standing by, to use on John. Aaron and Danny went inside, while Jesse took drink orders. A few minutes later Danny came out and asked me if we could have Brad for dinner tomorrow because his schedule got changed and he wouldn’t be able to make it on the weekend.

“Kyle, we ran into an old friend of Robb’s today who is a gymnast. Danny has the hots for him. Would it be…?”

“Bring him along. You know that any friend of yours is welcome,” Kyle said.

Danny bounded into the loft with a silly grin on his face; Aaron returned with a bag of pea pods and a pot, sat down and shelled them.

“I picked them up at the green grocer this afternoon. You don’t get any fresher than that, oh, and Jesse the potatoes are baked now so you could man the barbie,” Aaron said.

When Aaron was finishing the peas, Danny came back out with little hearts floating around his head, or so it seemed.

“Brad is coming tomorrow for dinner. He was really happy I called. He’s so easy to talk to, and said it worked out well for him because he doesn’t have to work until noon on Friday,” Danny said.

Aaron, Jesse, and I excused ourselves to do some preparation. Aaron was doing the twice baked potatoes again so he busied himself scooping potato from the half-skins, Jesse started the grill, and I opened three bottles of French Bordeaux while I marvelled at the fresh flowers Aaron apparently arranged in a vase on the dining table with the light illuminating them. It wasn’t until now I realized Aaron must have washed the floors today because they looked brilliant for the first time. I made myself another Cuba Libra and went up behind Aaron, giving him a hug and thanking him for all the work he did today, then got him another drink. After lighting candles on the table, I returned to the deck.

“Well Scott, I’m really impressed. I drove past this building as it was being renovated but had no idea how fabulous it could be. Is yours the biggest loft?” John asked.

“It is. They built a second storey over this section. Kyle is next door on the West and North and there is another loft the same as his facing East and North, but mine is the full width of the building, with a deck on the West, South, and East. The contractor should be finished tomorrow with the cedar deck on the East side. I guess in the spring we will get some big planters to do some landscaping, but for now, the budget is fucked. We’ll give you a tour after dinner,” I said.

The sizzle and aroma of the steaks on the barbie was making us hungry. We were drinking in the orange fireball of the sun as it dipped down behind far-off buildings and trees. Not long after, I sat them down at the dining table, giving John and Kyle the ‘power’ chairs. Aaron helped Jesse bring the food to the table.

It was the first time I started with the fresh peas, and delighted over the fresh sweet taste of them, just like they tasted when I was a kid. John was the first to congratulate Jesse on the steaks.

“I just bunged them on the barbie, mate. The thanks go to you for providing tender, marbled, well aged cow meat.”

Jesse proposed a toast to John and to some of the memorable meals we’ve had. After all the clinking stopped, we toasted the twins for being accepted. We made a huge dent in the wine, but the conversation flowed as effortlessly as the wine. After dinner, I gave John and Kyle the tour upstairs. Kyle loved our study area. It was interesting to see the cubicles somewhat personalized. Robb even had a fairly recent family photo on his bulletin board which upset me a little, seeing the pig that violated him. I showed John the library and the brochure of the boat I planned to order, then I took him to show off the barracks and the shower. Aaron had made the bed and pulled the zipper down a little and had his red jockstrap poking out the zipper of the blue denim duvet. We both had a laugh over that. I grabbed a stack of towels from the cupboard in the laundry room and we re-joined the party, after showing John the roof garden, pool, bar-b-que and lounging area.

Aaron asked if anyone was ready for dessert. Naturally, we all said yes. He served dishes of profiteroles he made from the left-over puff pastry he used to make the Gateau Saint-Honoré. They were delightfully decadent but light with their whipped cream filling and half dipped in chocolate. We were athletes. No counting calories for us. John didn’t look like he wasted too much time counting either. John told us a little of his personal life. He was in a relationship for a few years but it didn’t work out. After they went their separate ways, he moved down to vaseline towers into a one bedroom apartment alone. His private life was centred in the gay village. John was pretty much a “what you see is what you get” kind of guy. No pretences.

“Can I get you a drink, John?” Jesse asked.

“You twisted my arm.”

Everyone got a refill except Vlad, who had his Noni juice and a blend of tropical juices to wash it down, while I went out and checked the Jacuzzi. All was well so I went inside to get the party started. With ten guys and a six person hot tub, we split it in two. I kept James company, along with the twins and Robb. John was on second shift with Jesse, Vlad, Danny, and Kyle. It sure felt good after the long swim, which was actually pretty short by swim team standards. I knew Coach would push us for three hours, to make us look like wimps but the second day it would be two hours to show us he is a nice guy. We should have jumped into this when we got home but there was too much going on.

I got behind James and gave him a back rub. I loved hearing him moan. I found all the muscles that he worked hard today and worked on them, finishing by massaging his hard cock for a minute. Clearly, James didn’t want me to stop but the twins wanted to give me one, while James laid his strong athletic hands on Robb. It was time to let the others soak so we got out and gave John a jaw-dropper as we were all hard. He was the first one to get in, to hide something growing between his legs. I casually hit the light switch to illuminate the whirlpool. Jesse sat beside him, making me wonder if the white truck would be hauling another one away tonight. Actually it was quite funny. John looked straight ahead looking over the skyline. I presumed he knew he would pop a woody if he so much as glanced at Jesse’s package. They had a fairly quiet soak, while we fixed ourselves another round, returning in time to see Danny getting out first with his hard 10” cock about 8” away from John’s face.

“My God, Danny. You’re going to develop back problems carrying that much dick around with you,” John said.

“It isn’t all that heavy,” Danny said, as he lifted it up over his belly button, and let it go, then made it dance with muscle contractions, while John drooled. When Jesse got out he fumbled his towel, dropping it on the deck so he bent over at the waist, giving John an unobstructed view of his full figured ass. They all got out, John with his hands in front of himself, while Jesse got them another round. Vlad wanted a real drink and he was curious about scotch so we took a glass upstairs and rummaged through the single malts and found a fifteen year Glenfiddich. I poured a small amount and handed it to Vlad who swirled it around in the glass, looked at its colour, put his nose up to the glass and had a few small sniffs, and finally took a swig of it and rolled it around his tongue, finally swallowing it. I don’t know why I expected steam to whistle out of his ears.

“Nice finish. Reminds me of apples,” he said.

“I think you’ve done this before.”

“My uncle always had a wee dram of single malt Scotch in the evening. Quite often he invited me to join him. A few times, he had some friends from the embassy over for a Scotch nosing. They brought the scotch -- usually five or six bottles. Some of it was really old like thirty years. They never took any of the bottles back with them so we had a selection of dozens of part bottles, sort of like yours,” Vlad said.

“You amaze me, Vlad. I figured you were just apprehensive about the blood work tomorrow and wanted something to help you sleep,” I said.

“Scott, if I’m going to die, would you make me leave the loft? I’ve never felt more loved. I don’t want to go to a hospice to die. I want to be with you and my other friends. I can afford a nurse if it comes to that,” he said.

I reached over for the bottle and poured a bigger shot in it, and had a sip myself, returning the glass to his hand.

“My friend, if it comes back and you need help, I’d consider putting my degree on hold in order to take care of you myself, as long as I’m able. Let’s hope this is hypothetical,” I said.

He put the glass on the coffee table and gave me a loving hug which I returned. It lasted a couple of minutes and finished with a passionate kiss.

“So are you and I going to take the twins to Ottawa? Could we make it a 3 day trip, because I’d like to show them around, and take them to the cooking school’s restaurant for dinner, and you and I could sleep together?” Vlad asked.

I placed his hand on my junk to answer his question; he did the same with my hand.

I hoped he really was talking a hypothetical situation, and that he was getting better, because Vlad had managed to worm his way into my heart. When I met him in the pool that day with Jesse, I never considered the possibility I would ever have such strong feelings for him. I also felt awkward because of his relationship with Ryan who was a handsome guy and very much in love with Vlad.

“Don’t worry about Ryan. He loves you too. He is happy we can make love with no jealousy, and I am dying to find out how being double penetrated by the two of you would feel.”

“Vlad, I don’t see this going down this evening so why don’t we join the party?” I said, as I pulled my towel off.

He gave its thick head a kiss. I did likewise, cleaning up a drop of honey dew.

“Can I have just a little bit more?” he said with a smile.

“What I find amazing is how we seem to know what the other is thinking. I was sitting here quietly feeling guilty about Ryan and at that very moment, you mentioned Ryan. Spooky, man!” I said, as I reached over and poured a little more Scotch in his glass.

“Scott, I wish we could just sit here together all night or until this bottle is empty but I know, we have company.”

“Spooky, because I knew you were going to say that. Bring the glass with you,” I said.

We returned to the party after I poured myself another. Things were heating up. We joined Jesse and Kyle who were taking a cool down cycle at the table while the rest whooped it up in the Jacuzzi.

“If I give you a key to my loft, could you check the mail, run the taps and make sure the heating is working, Scott?” Kyle asked.

“I was going to ask if you want me to take care of things or if Raph will be doing that?”

“You’re right here. I’d rather pay you to keep an eye on it.”

“Kyle, James will be using your parking spot. If any money was going to change hands, it would be to you, not from you. Just email, phone, text, send a carrier pigeon or whatever to let me know the date you are coming back,” I said.

“I’ll know more when I see how soccer works out. I hope to get together with Raph in Buffalo or Niagara Falls for American Thanksgiving. If I can possibly get to Toronto, I will, but it’s not likely. As a matter of fact, If you knew of the right student, I’d consider renting it until the end of Spring term,” Kyle said.

“I’ll keep my ears open. I might rent the twins condo too, but I want them to get established in school, to make sure that’s working out okay.”

“I was thinking for tomorrow’s dinner, do you mind if I bring the food here because it’ll be ten guys again. I could start us off with appetizers and drinks at my place, then we could move the party here,” Kyle said.

“Actually, it works out better for me because my Apple guy is going to be here setting up the server, network and RAID backup. If there is enough food, I’d like to offer him some because he is really skinny,” I chuckled.

“There’s always lots,” Kyle said.

“Speaking of lots, Danny, if you don’t stop waving that monster in front of my face, I’m going to open my mouth and swallow it,” John said.

“He would like that. He needs to cum several times a day. Just so you know, make sure you swallow it all because the rule here is no cum in the Jacuzzi, otherwise it has to be drained, cleaned, refilled, etc.” James said.

“I’m game, John, but to be on the safe side, let’s get out of here. I’ve only cum once today so my balls are full,” Danny said as he climbed out, with John in hot pursuit.

Danny stood on a chair beside John at the table with a raging hard-on and playfully slapped his meat against John’s face, making loud smacking sounds as John moaned in anticipation. Finally he opened wide; Danny stuffed his huge ten inch cock slowly in John’s mouth, letting him become accustomed to its circumference and length.

“Fuck my face, Danny. I want every drop of you in my mouth. It’s been so long since I had cream of some young guy,” John said, as he fingered Danny’s hole and swirled his tongue over Danny’s large head.

Danny moaned and tossed his head back and said, “I’m gonna cum.”

John went into Hoover mode, and gulped load after load of Danny’s tasty ball juice down his throat as Danny moaned his approval, and started shaking all over when his climax ended. John held on to him so he wouldn’t fall.

“All I can say is wow! I’ve had a long dry spell. Thank you so much Danny -- you’ve made me very happy. Scott, have you ever thought of having a party for your swim team on the roof? We loan out a huge pig roaster if you buy the charcoal and pig from us. I’d love to set it up and cook it for you guys. We have a bunch of Coke coolers too for loan, if you buy the Coke and ice,” John offered.

“Dude, that’s awesome. They have heavy duty wiring at one end of the roof for lighting and sound equipment for a band. There’s a sauna up there too, and gas radiant heaters to take the chill off in the evening. Maybe we could have a combined party for the swimmers, divers and gymnasts. How many does it serve?”

“You should calculate 1 lb. of meat per person. If the pig weighs 100 pounds it should feed about 100. For athletes, you need a little more. A 100 pound pig takes about 10 hours but you don’t really have to watch it,” John said.

Jesse got us refills. Nobody was shy around John who was still hard and his cock was a dark red colour.

“We’ve just got to get a band and make this the party of the century. Just thought of something. Is this roaster real heavy because we need to carry it up a double flight of stairs?”

“It’s not too bad. Four strong guys would have no trouble carrying it up. It’s stainless steel and has tires on it so it rolls easily. Did you have a date in mind?” John asked.

We swim six days a week. Our first meet is the end of September, we have Thanksgiving off, then a meet every weekend until Christmas break, so I think the Saturday before Thanksgiving, the second Monday in October might work. We need to talk to the rest of the team and Coach to see if it’ll work,” I said.

“I’ll pencil it in for then. Confirm with me as soon as you can, and put a deposit on it which you’ll get back when it’s returned clean and undamaged,” John said.

Kyle tried to stifle a yawn, and in the process, drew attention to himself. It was a valiant effort but they are contagious. John reminded us he worked a twelve hour day Thursdays and had to be on his way. After he put his clothes on, he called a cab, thanked us for a great evening, gave Danny a wink, and picked up his bag with the tools in it, and let himself out. Kyle didn’t even bother dressing; what’s the point? There were only two lofts occupied -- his and mine, so after a hug, he left.

“You look tired Scott. Adam and I will put the dishes through. Why don’t you guys go warm up the bed?” Aaron suggested.

James had a pleading look on his face so without a word being spoken, Jesse, Danny, Robb, and Vlad went back for a final soak while I grabbed James’ hand and ran upstairs, two at a time.

Re: Swim Team

Originally Posted by ytsnjt1

Good ,thanks

Thanks for reading and commenting. Hope you enjoyed it.

Originally Posted by Kyanimal

If it were Jame's hand that I was holding, I'd be running UP those stairs, too!
Great chapter, Sheep!
I'm looking forward to hearing about all of "Our" Boys joining James, and "Me!" HA!
Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

That's like running up 2 flights of stairs but well worth it to hold James' hand or whatever

Originally Posted by DonQuixote

Sheep,
You take us so many different places - most of them UPlifting.
Why do I feel like the butcher coming into the penthouse?
Why do I WANT to be the butcher coming into the penthouse?

Vlad - oh, Vlad. What is his prognosis? The downside potential.
So much tragedy has already entered Scott's life.

I think the butcher's friends will not believe him when he regales them with stories of how beautiful and young, hung and full of cum the boys were. I'm sure his stories included sucking/fucking/being sucked/rimming/ and getting it up the ass by a pair of 12" twins at the same time. He may have included something about the great steak his friend who has been flirting with him did on the grill at the amazing loft which was the top 3 floors of a huge warehouse. I doubt he mentioned Scott.

I can't tell you about Vlad just yet -- don't have the results back. Let's hope for the best but be prepared for the worst

The chapter isn't finished yet, so don't try to find out through devious means because I don't know yet. I hope he will be okay. The cute twink somehow wormed his way into my heart.

James had a pleading look on his face so without a word being spoken, Jesse, Danny, Robb, and Vlad went back for a final soak while I grabbed James’ hand and ran upstairs, two at a time.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~After James stopped laughing about Aaron’s red jockstrap pouch protruding from the open zipper that holds the two duvets together, I hugged him tightly.

“Think of a number between one and a hundred?”

“Um, sixty-nine?” James suggested.

“That’s what I was thinking,” I said, as I pushed him onto the bed.

I was really horny for him after wanking him a little in the whirlpool. I love how uncut cock glides so smoothly. I played with his foreskin with my tongue at first, then I sucked his beautiful mirror-smooth head into my mouth.

It seemed like forever since James and I made love. It felt good running my finger tips over his blond hairy thighs. The moaning transmitted into my cock was my assurance I was doing it properly. When he pushed my face off of it, I knew I was “too good.” That’s the way I had to pleasure James unless there was a race. He slapped his meat on my face a few times, then he dropped his balls on my tongue. He had me on the edge.

“I’m going to cum but don’t drink it all. I want to swap some with you,” James said.

Hearing that was all I needed to push me over the edge. We both had big ejaculations into each other’s mouths, after which James got on top of me and kissed with lots of tongue and cum swapping. He brought me down slowly by frotting with me until we were both too sensitive. Then we had a brief cuddle, touching each other, reassuring each other that this was all about love. That’s when we rolled off the bed and had a shower.

“You’re worried about Vlad, aren’t you?” James asked.

“I’m hoping for the best, and at this point, I’m not prepared for the worst. I guess I’m apprehensive. We’ve done everything we can do to fix him. He asked me if he would have to leave and go to a hospice if the cancer came back. I told him I was prepared to put my degree on hold to look after him if it came to that.

“Let’s burn that bridge when we come to it. Perhaps we can all help out enough so you can graduate in the spring,” James said.

I was rolling on the floor due to James’ mixed metaphors.

“Didn’t you mean to say, “we can kill two bridges with one stone,” James?”

He thought for a moment, then went all pouty and slugged my arm.

“See if I ever swallow your boy slime again. I meant to say “let’s cross that bridge when we come to it,” shithead,” James said.

I continued laughing at him until I was interrupted by Vlad and the twins, wanting to shower the Jacuzzi chemicals off their skin. James stepped out as Vlad stepped in. I was about to leave.

“Can you wash my back, Scott?” Vlad said.

“Sure I can.”

“Will you?” he corrected himself.

“You know I’d do anything for you, Vlad.”

“Will you cuddle with me tonight? I asked Jesse if it would upset him and he said he was going to suggest it, so will you?” Vlad asked.

“That’s what I had in mind for tonight, anyway. Is there anything else you want?” I asked.

“I want to suck you off in the shower right now, while the rest jerk off all over us,” he said.

My cock acknowledged my willingness to share Vlad’s kinky perversion, as did the twins. Robb, Jesse, and Danny arrived for a rinse and were brought up to speed on the plan, by the twins. Somebody brought James back for some group fun. Obviously, there wasn’t room for all of us in the enclosure so we turned off the water and left the door open so we could “cum” and go.

Vlad and I made out while the twins expertly sucked us. After awhile we laid in the shower and sixty-nined while Adam and Aaron slapped their big schlongs on our faces. I was getting close, in spite of blowing a big load in James’ mouth, moments before. The twins stepped out, while Jesse and Danny stood over us, stroking. Their moans, and ragged breathing got us ready for a big splash-down on our faces. It was divinely decadent, as it crept down our faces and trickled into our mouths. Spent, Jesse and Danny left, to be replaced by Robb and James.

“Where do you want it?”

“Aim for my hole, James,” I said.

Vlad laid on his tummy beside me.

“Mine too,” he said.

“Marvy!”

They stroked each other getting each other to loud moaning in no time as we talked dirty to them.

“Make my boycunt look like the cumwhore that I am. I want it to look like I’ve been gang banged by the hockey team, James,” I said.

“Treat me like a cheap slut boy, a rent boy,” Vlad moaned.

They laid on top of us sliding their precum lubed cocks up and down our ass cracks, and damn, we were ready for anything. Vlad and I swapped spit and performed a dental checkup on each other with our tongues, while the twins took turns sucking and rimming each other on the opposite side of the glass wall.

“Blow your loads on us. Give us lots of spooge. Make us feel like cheap boywhores,” I demanded.

I never knew which dirty phrase did the trick, but they both gushed all around our holes. We felt the pressure of their ejaculations, and it felt great. Robb and James had us suck their cummy cocks clean; I got to do Robb’s stick-to-your-ribs funky cum, and Vlad sucked the more watery remnants from James’ classic eight and three quarter inch cock. After kisses, they left the shower room. I tapped on the glass to get the twins attention, who helped us to our feet.

“We saw the whole thing. Those boys used you, and just walked away. We want to show you what love feels like,” Aaron said.

Vlad and I were plenty hard from the dirty talk and ground our cocks against each other, as the soothing dulcet tones of Aaron’s statement filtered through our sex obsessed filthy minds. Immediately, we felt the pressure of their immense treasures against our entrances and it felt so very good as they wrapped their arms around us and licked our ears. I was always surprised how loving and gentle they were in spite of thick ten inch cocks. The pressure continued so I pushed back, feeling the painful pop as Aaron’s automatically lubed, intact cock entered me, pushing some of James’ goop inside me to act as lube. I felt all tingly, trying to work my tongue down Vlad’s throat so I could rim him from the other end.

We peered in each other’s eyes. The anxious look had gone away with the pressure of Adam behind him and my ministrations in his mouth. Our dicks were in constant contact as were our hands on each other’s bodies. I guess I was trying to promise Vlad that I would be there for him no matter what. I was putting his mind at ease by overwhelming his other senses. What do I know? I’m just a dumb 20 year old college student who only learned the pleasure of the flesh a month earlier, and mostly we learned it from each other.

“Fuck us deeper. Poke my prostate. I want to cum so huge that Scott and I will be cemented together tonight,” Vlad said.

Aaron took Vlad’s request to heart and really got into screwing me. We were in the backstretch now. I knew the way Vlad was getting bumped into me that Adam was assaulting his ass. The twins were moaning into our ears and we were moaning into each others mouths.

“Unngh, oh yeah, I’m cumming,” Adam yelled, as I felt powerful jets spurting in my ass from his twin, Aaron, followed by a warm wet gift from Vlad over my lower abs and pubic region. It was like someone pressed the “fire rockets” button inside me. I had my eyes closed but saw a starburst of light as I climaxed all over Vlad, one blast hitting him on the underside of his chin and another between his pecs. We pressed even tighter together as the twins withdrew, only to swap positions and ram their fully inflated erections into what would have felt like a different ass for them. For us, the cocks were so nearly identical we couldn’t tell. It was more an issue of who they were attached to. I had a preference however. They continued for a couple of minutes until they went soft. Too bad.

The twins had a shower. Vlad smiled at me and asked if we were going to shower.

“Baby, you and I are sleeping together in the other room, so if you want to be stuck to me tonight, we’ll skip the shower.”

Vlad beamed a big smile; we went over to the urinal and held each others as we peed. When we finished, the twins had just finished in the shower, so we all kissed as we departed to the other bedroom. I got in first and Vlad crawled on top of me, giving me a big wet kiss as I gave him a bit of a back rub.

“Why are you so good to me, Scott?” he asked.

“Because it feels right in my heart. I guess it’s called love.”

“But you love Jesse, don’t you? Vlad asked.

“I do indeed. You were there when I fell in love with Jesse, and you were there when our love grew, and when it went to the next level. Initially, it was based on physical attraction. It’s so much more now. With you, it snuck up on me. I don’t know if you performed magic tricks to make me love you; all I can tell you is that I’m glad it happened. We admitted it to each other in the boat on a slow cruise to the marina. As for James, I’ve loved him since before I knew what love was. With Robb, there was an attraction going on for a year before it hit me in the face, figuratively. I always liked Danny and wondered to myself what was making his bathing suit bulge out. So you see I have strong feelings for all of you but they are all different. I wouldn’t feel complete if any of you weren’t part of my life. You all make me so happy for the first time in my life,” I said.

I felt the first drop of rain. Of course it wasn’t rain. We were inside.

“Scott, I’m scared. I’ve never felt so glad to be alive, and to be part of yours. I tried to be so cool when we first met. I used “like” way too much. I was nervous. The more I see you, the more I think the sun shines out of your ass. You’ve always been so good to me. You treat me like an equal. My family was never like that. Dad was okay but mom was an uncaring bitch. Sorry if you are getting wet. They are mostly tears of happiness,” he said.

“Mostly?”

“I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you I’m scared shitless about tomorrow. I ran out of steam after that first weekend at the cottage. Like I had a really fun time for once in my life and I was ready to die in the car on the way home. I didn’t want to fight it anymore, but something happened. You went into action mode, like you actually gave a shit about me. Now, I really care about living, and I’m frightened it won’t be in the cards.”

The Summer shower turned into an October rain. The poor guy was crying openly. I rubbed his back and nuzzled into his neck. The more I tried to calm him down, the more agitated he became. The door opened and Jesse walked in and sat on the bed beside us.

“Vlad, what’s the matter, mate? I heard you crying and figured maybe I should sleep with you guys. There’s strength in numbers and all that!” Jesse said.

Vlad put his arm around Jesse as if trying to pull him into the bed. Jesse got the hint and got his nude hunky body into the bed and Vlad slipped in between us.

“I’m sorry I woke you. I’m just scared about tomorrow. Can you stay with us because I need all the comforting I can get right about now?” Vlad asked.

“Sure mate. I wasn’t sleeping because I was worried about how things would go tomorrow. I’d love to spoon with you and help keep you safe tonight,” Jesse said.

I rolled over facing the edge of the bed offering my ass to Vlad to spoon against. He cuddled up tight behind me and draped an arm over my waist. It felt good to me, and I guess to him too, since he was hard most of the night. I think he slept well, in spite of the hard cock, which was aimed at my target, and his fingers teased my pubes a few times. Then again it could have been the pressure of Jesse’s ample package against his hole that was causing it. It was making me horny. Suddenly, Vlad slipped his hand around my thick hard cock and giggled.

“Scott, I’m horny as fuck. Jesse’s cock must be half way up my butt hole, and I want to fuck you. Can we have a fuck train?” Vlad asked.

“I’m good with being the engineer if Jesse’s okay with being the caboose.”

“It’s on, Mate. I’ve been so hard in Vlad’s hotbox that there wasn’t enough skin to cover my eyes so I’ve been awake the whole time. It didn’t help that his ass keeps nibbling on my foreskin, making me precum more and letting my cock slide deeper inside him,” Jesse said.

I spit on my hand and stroked Vlad while he spit on his fingers and worked them into me. I clenched my ass around his fingers then relaxed, repeating it a few times.

“Jesse, make love to our boy, and Vlad, hold me tight or I’ll fall out of bed. Three in a double is a little tight and I don’t want to be fucked over the edge, so to speak,” I said.

Vlad slipped in with no pain. He wasn’t the biggest, but his cock was cute and he used it expertly, knowing where to find my prostate and kept up with the slow undulations. He played with my balls and took the odd stroke on my cock, as unnecessary as it was with the stimulation he was giving me. His moaning suggested Jesse was satisfying his cravings, and the moans with an Australian accent indicated Jesse found true joy in Vlad’s cute boyish ass. I was so hot I lifted Vlad’s hand off my nuts and sucked his fingers. The twitches I felt inside me told me he liked that. I must remember it.

“I feel like something is stimulating every nerve ending in my body and mind. I’ve never felt so loved. I wish it could last for hours but I’m overwhelmed. I need to breed you, Scott.”

“Get ready boys. I’m driving hands free,” I said, as I kneeled on the bed.

Two willing faces got under my imminent eruption; I played with their hair. It was that bit of physical adoration that triggered the explosion which made a real mess of their faces. I licked Vlad’s clean and fed it to him in a deep kiss, then repeated the process with Jesse. Then things got interesting. I squeezed out a creampie for Jesse, then Vlad made one for my consumption -- pure Aussie clotted cream directly from a sweet container. Being so tight especially tonight we shared everything. I tweaked Vlad’s nipples and he got the giggles again. It was decided since we positively reeked of sex we would tip-toe into the shower and get cleaned up.

There wasn’t any playtime in the shower. Exhaustion was overcoming us. After the shower we brushed our teeth, then got around the urinal and had a piss. We both held Vlad’s and Vlad held both of us, after which we all got into the other double with clean sheets. They put me in the middle and kissed me goodnight.

“You guys are the best!” Vlad said.

We all fell asleep when our heads hit the pillows and stayed in dreamland until I heard the shower running in the morning. I assumed it was Adam and Robb, who had been called in to work a half day, but I got up to find the twins in the shower and Bambi looking like an angel, sound asleep in bed. I pulled the covers off him, finding a horn. There was only one and it wasn’t growing out of his head so I guessed he wasn’t the devil. I gave him a gentle shake, waking him.

“Bambi, it’s Thursday. You have to work this morning!”

“Damn, I was having a horny dream and was on the edge. You’ve got to finish it off for me,” he said, as he picked up my hand and put it on his pulsing prick.

Ten strokes is all it took for the first rope of jizz to arc through the air and land on his forehead. It must have been a good dream. Robb was a good shooter but this was excellent for even him. I dipped my finger in the pool and gave it to Robb, who accepted, then I got one for me. Tasted a bit bleachy, probably because of the huge steaks and the beer. I was pretty much awake so I hauled Robb into the shower and blasted his thick cum off his forehead with the hand shower before it got in his eyes. I remembered this was Vlad’s day for testing at the hospital so nothing happened in the shower other than a kiss on each cheek by the twins.

I got dressed quietly, leaving Jesse spooned against Vlad, both sleeping. I joined Robb, Aaron and Adam for breakfast on the deck. It wasn’t a great day although it wasn’t raining. The sky to the West didn’t look promising. I hoped the rain would hold off until the boys finished the deck.

“So Robb, who were you dreaming about when I woke you up? He must have been hot?” I asked.

Robb turned a lovely shade of pink.

“Um, Brad, actually.”

“Bambi, you had your chance with Brad, and you blew it, repeatedly, I imagine. Danny is looking forward to entertaining him tonight. Let’s face it. Brad will be the first that Danny got all by himself, other than what came out of the vegetable crisper, present company excluded.”

“It’s a good job that Brad’s a top because Danny jerked off about three times last night. One time he put his thigh over my ass while he did it. I would have helped him out except I didn’t want his long, thick cock up my ass since I’m working today. Don’t worry, Danny gets a shot at him. If it doesn’t go anywhere, I’ll casually mention that I love to bottom now,” he said, as he did his exaggerated wink at me.

We all got a laugh out of Bambi camping it up. I offered Robb and Adam a ride to work. Naturally they accepted. If Robb’s legs felt like mine after the time in the pool yesterday, walking to work would be pretty low on his list of “likes”. Aaron turned his big hazel puppy-dog eyes on me so I asked him if he wanted to come along for the ride. His smile answered my question. The guys went upstairs and brushed their teeth. Robb came down with his laptop bag.

“There is method in my madness. I’m hoping I can work in the Mac computer shop in the bookstore, so if they see me using it in my free time, they’ll at least know I use one. Sales are good and they need someone there when one comes in for service or one-on-one help,” he said.

We put the top down and dropped Adam off first. He showed me a good parking spot as I had to go to the bank tomorrow to meet Ted, the Lawyer. We then swung by the U of T Bookstore and dropped off Robb. He was to call me when he was getting off and we could all meet at the Athletic Center as he was only a few blocks from there. Aaron suggested we go to the condo and bring some of Caul’s clothes back to see if they fit anyone. As soon as the door closed, Aaron had his arms around me.

“I know you are apprehensive about Vlad’s blood work. It really shows. Take a happy pill, or else Vlad will be afraid,” he said.

He cried last night. He’s petrified, Aaron. I’m giving him all the love I have. He feels all alone so I’m doing my damnedest to engage him at every opportunity. That’s why we did his sex fantasy thing in the shower and why I took him to sleep with me in the other room. Jesse came in when his crying got loud and we sandwiched him so he would have someone on each side. I’m not sure how it started but we ended up having a fuck train. We were all exhausted after that and slept soundly. Today I’m totally fucked out,” I said.

“Why is your semi pressed against my cock then? I want to suck you and want you to eat my cute ass and fuck me hard. It’ll only take a few minutes. What do you say, Scott?”

I didn’t say anything. I unbuttoned his shorts and yanked them down, pulled his pink T-shirt over his head, got on my knees, and buried my face in his twinky ass. Judging by the moaning, he was ready in about 60 seconds. I fingered him for another minute, then he inhaled my thick cock to the back of his throat.

“Face fuck me stud. Use me. When you’re ready to shred my ass, just do it.”

My mind went back to the first time they came to the loft where we pulled the mistaken identity trick on Robb. I couldn’t get it out of my mind how hard I fucked Aaron while Adam slammed his equally huge cock in me, ruthlessly, and I loved it. I spun him around and licked his rosebud a little more, because I wanted to, then I pushed it all the way in.

I pistoned in and out as fast as I could. The other guys can’t know this, but Aaron’s ass was created with me in mind. I loved him more than anyone knew. He got to my heart right from the start. The fact that he knew how to sexually please a man beyond belief was a bonus. When his sweet voice said he was going to cum, it flipped a switch in my balls. I was incapable of not filling the boy with the best load I could muster, while I did some moaning of my own.

We created quite a mess. Aaron got a sponge mop out for me and excused himself. Seems I pumped a lot of air in him too. Out of curiosity, I looked through the peephole in the door and there were two people waiting for an elevator. I’ll just take my time cleaning up. Note to Scott. Don’t fuck in the foyer at rush hour. Aaron emerged looking fine.

“Sorry for the rude noises, stud.”

We each grabbed an armload of suits and shirts and made our way down to the parking garage, laying them in the back seat, then headed back to the loft, where we hung them up. The others were up so we had a coffee with them, while Vlad had his Noni juice, vitamins and green tea. I had to give him credit. He was sticking to all the right things. A few Scotches last night was a treat. Jeff and Josh were hard at work completing the cedar deck. I asked James to send me URL’s for the GPS/radar/sonar instrumentation for the boat so I could look it over while I waited for Vlad. I grabbed my laptop, keys, and Vlad and headed up the Parkway to the hospital. It was getting darker but wasn’t raining so I left the top down.

When we got to the hospital, I could smell the rain in the air so I put the top up and we headed for the door, just making it as the first drops hit the ground. Thunder was heard in the distance and the black cloud was over us now. Vlad checked in with his card when we got to the waiting area so we sat down in a secluded corner.

“I’m scared. The ominous weather didn’t help one little bit, either.”

“I know it must be Hell, not knowing what’s happening. Maybe we will get some good news, so you can feel better,” I said, as I held hands with him for reassurance.

“You know, I kind of decided after last night, that I don’t even want or need to know, because you will take care of me,” he said.

“Petrushko, Vladamir Petrushko?” came over the speaker.

“Good luck baby,” I said, as I squeezed his hand.

As Vlad vanished into the bowels of the building, I got out my Mac Book Pro. On checking my email, U of T needed the athletics incidental fee
so I did that transfer online. They sure like nickel and diming students. Ted suggested that Aaron be with us tomorrow. Adam would be in the building, so they could both see the contents of the safety deposit box. We also had some papers for me to sign regarding accidental death insurance for dad.

The email arrived from James so I started checking out marine electronics. I saw one that reminded me of a Mac -- easy to use, uncluttered, with all the functions I needed or wanted. Did I need any of these functions? No. Did I want them? Hell yeah! Cost wasn’t a major stumbling block so I figured I would leave it up to James. Also, I couldn’t see James and his family spending that much money to put the same thing on their demo boat because he could borrow mine whenever he wanted. It was nice they made a few sales this year but putting James through college wasn’t cheap.

Vlad joined me, having seen Vampira, the blood sucker.

“Keep pressure on that band-aid to prevent bruising,” I said.

“Yes mother.”

The doctor came out of his office and took Vlad with him, so I did some surfing, finally looking up in time to see Vlad walking towards me with the doctor behind him, looking at me, thumb to his ear and baby finger towards his mouth, the international symbol for “call me”.